'Two can play at this game' thought Aaralon, coming up behind the waiting Camila. Silently working a simple haste spell on himself, Aaralon was determined to take Camila for all she was worth. He mounted her like a wild animal, provoking a gasp from even Camila. He savagely plunged forward, the air resounding with his grunts, her moans and the sounds of flesh slapping as she forced her hips down on him, ramming her cunt and his dick so fast together her rear pinkened from the force of hitting his stomach. Thankfully, though, she was sopping wet, and as her lubricant welled up and ran down her thigh it meant she felt only well-oiled pleasure from the wild thrusts.
"OH! OH GOD, AARALON! You fucking animal! Fuck me! Ah! Ahh YES! HARDER!" Camila screamed to the heavens, falling to her knees and bracing herself further as her massive breasts jiggled spastically from the heavy fucking. Aaralon reached around and grabbed onto them, pinching her hard nippled and eliciting another loud, unrestraining shriek of pleasure from the illusionist. "Yes! Just like that! Fuck yes! Ahh!" Sweat drenched both their bodies as Aaralon plunged ahead recklessly, his balls and shaft aching from the massive pressure building up inside them. The young mage felt like he'd be able to bathe Camila in his cum by the time it was over. He relished watching her hair stream wildly over her back as it bounced from each thrust. Finally, Camila could take no more, and with a lustful moan, her inner well caved in around Aaralon's cock, squeezing it tightly. Aaralon groaned and felt Camila's spell break, and he shot rope after thick rope of sperm deep into Camila, pulling out and spraying her chest and face with still more as he released her and she fell to the ground. Finally, his reserves sapped and gone, he fell to his hands and knees and gasped heavily for breath. Camila groaned, and rolled up to sit against the tree, taking a finger down to her breasts and sensually running it through Aaralon's jism, taking it all the way up to her parted mouth, where she licked the finger clean and smiled. "Mmmm, what a strong young boy you are. I'm going to enjoy having you work under me at the College."
Aaralon couldn't believe his ears. She barely sounded tired at all. What kind of sexual reserves did she have?
"You ruined this gown, but you gave me a ride I won't soon be forgetting, so I'll forgive you," Camila grinned, and bracing herself against the tree, rose to her feet somewhat off-kilter. Her gown shimmered, as the semen-soaked dress was replaced by another, equally magnificent and clean. The cum on her face had disappeared as well. "As much as I'd like to play with you more, I'm afraid we should be going. I do hope you enjoyed your reward, however."
"Oh, god yes." Aaralon groaned, lifting himself up shakily. Camila smiled and pulled Aaralon close, her breasts pressing against his chest. "You're young, you'll recover soon." She said, smiling. "Now, we need to determine our next move. We can try searching out in the forest some more, or link up with Carrie back in the town..."
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