Though the sight was indisputably arousing, Myria knew it would be foolishness in the extreme to get involved. Crossing her arms and turning to the side, she resolved to let the two lust crazed women work it out on their own. Even so, the duellist often found her eyes drawn to the scene as moans and cries of pleasure rang out while the two took turns pleasuring one another intermittently.
Myria even found she had to bite her lip to avoid stroking herself during a particularly sordid scene in which Cecilia managed to crawl upon Dew, her finger finding the elf’s pussy and gently stroking her while she devoured her smaller companion’s lips with her own. Only when dew at last surrendered to the kiss and ministrations, lying back and going limp in her arms did Cecilia begin to plunge her fingers into her friend’s pussy, violently pulling forth an orgasm and causing Dew to grow rigid in toe curling pleasure all over again.
“Yes, take it. Take it Dew. Tell me you want it,” Cecilia hissed, releasing Dew’s mouth for a second.
“Ohhhhhh! Gods yes, I want Cecilia! I-ah!” Dew gasped, arching her back as Cecilia jammed her other hand and the fingers therein into the elf’s tight ass, capturing her lips in another fierce kiss at the same time. Dew shuddered in orgasm, crying into the paladin’s mouth with a blissful scream as she came once more. Cecilia pulled her fingers from Dew’s cunt, slowly leaning back and sensually licking her digits of the juices. All the while her other hand still pumped into the mage’s rear.
“Mmmm,” Cecilia moaned, her fingers leaving her lips with an audible pop that made the observing Myria clench her legs together in sudden desire. “Tasty,” the paladin cooed before pulling her hands free, grabbing Dew’s head and forcing it down to her own lower lips, which Dew eagerly began to lap and lick like a dog in heat.
Eventually, the pair wore through the venom, soon being reduced from sordid debauchery to merely fondling one another, to kissing, to lying on the cold stone of the floor, panting in exhaustion. Myria was unsure what would happen now. Would they both be back to normal now that the poison was through them? Or did the venom have an effect she did not know, and was about to find out?
Steeling herself for whatever may come and hoping neither noticed the damp spot on her crotch, Myria approached the two sated figures on the ground.
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