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Just as I anticipated getting that member down betwixt my other lips, Kharjo’s whole body stiffened. He managed to thrust aside the other woman, whom had quieted somewhat and turned to observe as she rolled off him. “ Hunk-hunk-hunk ,” he voiced, in time with the sudden spurts of sweet cream exploding into my mouth. “ Hunk-hunk-h-hunk-hunk ,” he repeated, a seemingly endless stream of ejaculate spraying as I backed off slightly. I let it pulse, aiming for my open mouth, uncaring than much missed, squirting across my cheeks, chin, an eye. Ingjard, panting, joined me, thrusting face and tongue forward to catch stray pearlescent gobbets, lapping them from my neck and cheek. I seized her head in both hands, pressed a fierce kiss upon her as my tongue fought for admittance; swapped the slightly spicy taste of Khajiit semen with the slender Nord. She squirmed, at first resistant, then stiffly accepted the shared gift. I felt both pleased and, perversely, annoyed that he had cum already, as I was far from sated. “Oh no,” I growled, “you do not get to nap yet.” Purring contentedly, orgasm subsiding, the Khajiit’s glowing yellow eyes were hooded. “You do not put away a stringed bow.” I reached for his wilting member, soon had it to full attention with Ingjard’s assistance. Climbing atop him, I stabbed myself with his cock. Gasping – its pronounced curve loaned another new sensation as it stimulated my inner parts whence none had gone before – I proceeded to ride him. Surprised yet again at the height of my arousal, soon Blowjobs another series of climaxes wracked me as he hammered his cock into me almost as fast as his tongue. Ingjard bent to our conjoined parts, probed, sampled our commingled secretions. I fell back as, my juices streaming, he spurted yet again, as though he had not just moments before; the redhead Hardcore slurped, clambered aboard as my convulsions waned and I slid aside. Moaning, she began to bounce on the poor Khajiit, another succession of screeches bursting from her as she frantically sought yet more climaxes. I crawled betwixt his furred legs, stroking along them and then up, fondling the woman’s hips blowjob and flanks, groped around to her smallish oral breasts, then down again as I probed at their connection with my tongue. Since I lacked full stamina, they both paced me. Yet, I was most impressed at how Kharjo kept up his end, as it were (might all Khajiits be that stalwart?) Withal, we spent ourselves long ere the dawnstar rose, but ere then I directed our finale, bidding the Khajiit fuck first the Nord woman atop the piled furs on her back, then me from behind, beast-style, Ingjard sprawled beneath my ever-eager tongue. I felt his last injection shoot deep asian inside me as I vaguely wondered what a half-human vampire half-Khajiit baby would look like. XX Dreams The cure successful, I slept for days – or was it weeks? My dreams were alternatingly horrifying, amusing, and blissful. I dreamt of fucking and then eating half-burnt corpses – or was it the other way around? Of being a giant and fucking a dragon – or was it the other way around? I dreamt I met the entire Stormcloak host as a werewolf and defeated them singlehandedly, then sought out the last camps of stragglers and exterminated them, ripping still-beating hearts from flesh, squeezing the blood down my throat before consuming them entire. I dreamt that Serana tried to turn me into a vampire again, but I died and went to Sovngarde, whence I met Kodlak Whitemane, Ulfric Stormcloak, Mjoll the Lioness, Aerin, and myriad others, all reveling together; opposition, ego, pride forgotten. There ensued an orgy, suddenly disrupted when the great dragon-god Alduin attacked. Hundreds of us, all in the nude, casually slew him, continued the debauch. I dreamt that I was gang-fucked by an almost endless procession of Khajiit, orcish, and Argonian males. Following, I gave birth to a grotesque, sexless child with Khajiit tail and ears, warty green Argonian skin, orange-red eyes and fangs. "I still think this is a really bad idea. Not that it would matter, for her, sex was just something she had to do anymore. He thanked me many times for using Blowjobs him as my potty. She could feel it. I’d tried to make it to the door without them seeing me. I giggled when I remembered the show he’d given me the night before, but I resisted the urge blowjob to message him. You made me one. Now once it had Arisia on all fours with her ass raised the tentacles insured Arisia's legs were spread as widely as possible exposing both Hardcore her pussy and ass oral hole. My tummy swelled, and eruptions of overflowing cum gushed from every orifice. Since Sam hadn’t cum inside her despite fucking her twice she left her crotch as is, seeing no need to interfere with the natural lubrication and cleaning processes going on that maintained a healthy ecosystem down there. Child-me was in terrible, inconsolable pain, and Corruption could take the pain away. She looked at his card and was about to throw it away, but something stopped her and she slipped it in her pocket. It’s tight against her cunt. Drea responded with it asian was Dreama who sent her to ask. She locked on my eyes with hers, "Yes, Hun, you are." A spurt landed on my tongue. “I don’t think he needs to be asked again.