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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 japanese 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 another series of climaxes wracked me as he hammered his cock into me almost as fast as his tongue. Ingjard bent tits 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 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 and flanks, butt groped around to her smallish 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 pussy 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 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, slut 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. Then I became this monstrosity as, grown up into a gross composite of dragon and Shrelle-baby, I ravaged the countryside, spewing streams of cum from my throat that drowned victims instead of consuming them in fire or frost. I dreamt that Vilja rejected me, told me I was worse than Halvdan, her repugnant erstwhile suitor; she slapped me with a slaughterfish. I dreamt she tied me to a tree, swam naked in front of me, teased and posed lewdly. This is your home now too, you will have our children here." Am I going to turn into this? THANK YOU, PABLO DIABLO. At first everyone had dismissed the idea, but the japanese seed was sown and soon it was accepted that I could spend my summer holidays in Thailand visiting Roger! “What's in the rooms downstairs?” The alternative was too awful. The butt tits did pussy all the laundry using slut both sets of washer/dryers. I darted up her body, my pleasure rippling through me. I kept plunging my fingers in and out of my cunt as I kissed her with pussy-stained lips. But after a while of giggling at his reactions, they stopped. We should go where there is far more privacy, that way you can yell all you want." Her tongue was darting in and out of my mouth and all I could think of was gently guiding her little head down to my overly eager pussy. HAHAHA!!" He shoves her over his bed and yanks her thong down. Her back arched and her feet planted into the bed. Then his hands found my nipples and he squeezed them just right I was so horny I could do this all night. and began to tug them down.