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Chapter Forty

With my Vault back in place, and feeling so good about the alliance, I decided to start heading to the Dark Shrine. After all, I had the Blessed Blade of Dark. It was located in the Ankosh Desert to the southwest. The Air Shrine was also in the same desert, though in the northern corner near where the Karagatoth Mountains split into a Y with the West Karagatoth Mountains and the Karagatoth Wall Mountains. My darling Fara had already mapped it out along with the four towers I would have to make from Outpost Wind to reach the Dark Shrine.

So I got to work.

I drove my dungeon to the southeast from Outpost Wind and built the first tower, Outpost Ankosh Alpha. I summoned a group of rakshasas—Tvacha, Rassee, Chotee, Juraabi, Poshaaki, Jhund, and Jaaghiya—to protect it.

I had just moved them to the tower, when an alarm rang.

I froze. I hadn’t had an alarm ringing out in my dungeon in a long time. I focused on Smerta and asked, “Where is the breach?”

“Not in the core dungeon,” she answered. “We’re so spread out. I’m adjusting the map.”

“Not in the core…”

“Lord Leo!” Tvacha gasped. “There’s a rock elemental pounding on the door. She’s going to break it down. No, there it went.”

I gasped. “That tower’s been there fifteen minutes. Did you hear that, Smerta?”

“Yes, that’s where the alarm is coming from,” Smerta said. “I see one red dot in… No, it’s gone.”

The alarm ended.

“What the fuck?” I asked before I repaired the minor damage to the tower.

“Lord Leo, another rock elemental is rushing at the tower,” Tvacha gasped.

“Get out there and kill her before she attacks the outpost.”

Maya burst into the Vault. “We’re under attack?”

“By rock elementals,” I said. “I—”

“Smerta says we’re being attacked at the new outpost,” Crystal said, mist spilling off her body.

“We have to go!” Terra shouted as she came in next.

“The rakshasas are outside,” I said, holding up my hands. “They’ll handle it.”

“The rock elemental is dead,” said Tvacha. “They are hard to kill for us.”

“Find the dungeon,” I said then shifted my focus. “Bellia, assemble the adventurers. There’s a builder.”

“Me?” Bellia gasped.

“You’re my paladin and lover,” I told her. “Vern probably expects it. Listen to him, though. I’ll send you Baaghi, Bjorni, and Paanee to accompany you.”

“We’ll take care of it,” she said.

I shifted the adventurers and those monster girls to the outpost. The rakshasas were out there. My other companions were filtering into the room. My mother had a concerned look on her face while Hagane looked thoughtful.

“I thought no one lived out in the Ankosh Desert,” said Garnet when she flounced in. “How’d we get attacked there.”

“Yes,” Morana asked.

“Just because there are no cities does not mean no dungeon builders would spawn there,” said Hagane.

“Adventurers do not venture there, either,” Fara said. “We know little. The dungeon might be more powerful than you think.”

“They just report rock elementals,” I said.

Juraabi died.

I gripped the Void Crystal and said, “Juraabi appear.”

The rakshasa spun out of the void and blinked. “I…”

“Rock elementals?” I asked.

“They’re all over the desert,” she said. “We’ve killed them because they’re all alone. They just sort of… wander. It’s weird. They attack us with aggression, but they don’t seem to be working together. I don’t get it.”

That was the strangest thing I had ever heard. Not working together?

I sent Juraabi back to the outpost and waited for them to find the entrance. They killed more of the rock elementals they found wandering the desert. I lost Chotee. Then Juraabi died a second time. Bad luck returning to the others. She got ambushed. Jaaghiya died.

I sent them all back out.

They were moving around until they had killed about twenty rock elementals. They finally found the dungeon entrance. It was behind a small outcropping of rock, half hidden by sand. I sent Bellia and the adventurers to clear the dungeon.

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Bellia’s first time leading the adventurers went well.

Went very well

Which made sense since it was the easiest dungeon she had ever cleared.

Her wooden blade cut through the savage dungeon builder’s hide. He was a ragged man, filthy, his beard a tangled mess. He gibbered and snarled at them like a feral beast. He hardly seemed human. He wore half-rotten leathers and didn’t cast a single spell.

The power rushed through Bellia and out to her lover. She shuddered as she pulled the sword out of the builder. He collapsed on the ground. His dungeon felt… safer. It wasn’t a hostile place, not that it mattered. It had traps that had long been tripped and never reset. Not a single monster girl roamed the halls, not even his companion.

“I’m new to this, but…?” Bellia glanced at Vern.

He shook his head. “I have never seen the like.” He looked around the room. “That was different.”

“Putting down a mad beast,” grunted Sarkz.

“No one out here for him to harm,” Ashiliozia said, the elf kneeling over the corpse. “I feel… bad for him.”

“Bad? For a builder?” Vargi asked. The dwarf spat on the floor, shaking her head. “Sarkz’s right, we put down a mad dog.”

“I just think about Lord Leo,” said Ashiliozia. “Would he have ended up this way if he appeared in a desert with nothing? Just his monster girls.”

“What are you saying?” asked Bellia.

“Yeah,” Melin said.

“Just…” She looked around. “This place feels ancient. Older than my grandfather. Thousands of years old. And this is the builder’s fate for living so long.” She sighed. “It’s just sad, that’s all. Don’t you find it sad?”

“No,” Baaghi said.

Paanee shook her head while Bjorni looked bored.

“I’m just glad to put him down,” said Akiz. The dwarf shrugged. “Lord Leo can have his mana vein. Get more power. Limit how many of those bastards there are.”

“That’s right,” said Bellia. She cleaned her sword off on the builder’s jacket. “We are helping to secure these lands. This might be desert, but it’ll be a part of Lord Leo’s empire.”

Nomaz nodded. “Ashiliozia’s right. It is sad what happens to builders. We have to stop more from coming to this world. Break the cycle of suffering.”

Bellia smiled and led them out.

As she walked out, her mind drifted. She thought of Lord Leo. Of being his paladin and… She frowned. Shouldn’t she have had her period by now? She started counting in her mind, thinking back. She was more than a week late, wasn’t she?

Was she… pregnant with Lord Leo’s child?

A giddy rush swept through her. She would have to find out for sure.

Chapter Forty-One

Power surged into me. The builder was dead already.

I was finishing up my lunch. Mom insisted I ate. I was nervous, but things had to go on. I couldn’t just ignore my needs because my adventurers were in danger. They were guarded by my monster girls. The builder seemed to only have Level 1 monster girls.

I rose and headed to the Vault, curious if I picked up a new companion. I stretched my back and reached the Vault. Souleen was stretching herself. She looked to be taking a nap. She was such a cute thing. A little MILF with dusky skin.

“Leo,” she said and shook her head.

“So she didn’t agree to join up?” I asked.

“Sorry.”

“What happened, Bellia?” I asked. “You just entered the dungeon.”

“No monster girls. No fight. The builder was mad. Probably why his rock elementals were just wandering about. No sign of his companion.”

“She didn’t serve,” I said and sank into the interface. I found that I now had troglodytes as Level 1 Earth monster girls. “A troglodyte.”

“Probably just wandering the desert like the rest,” Bellia said. “His dungeon wasn’t that big.”

“Sending my dungeon out to it,” I said and extended it to where they found it. I hit the dungeon and found a Mana Vein. I started consuming his. “Not big, there are tunnels radiating out from a main room. A maze of them.”

“Weird. He was just in the main room. It didn’t seem like a throne room, though. Maybe he wandered.”

“Yeah,” I said and hit another mana vein. “You never saw Level 2 Monster girls? He had a second mana vein.”

“We did not, Lord Leo,” Bellia answered.

My brow furrowed. Just what was up with this dungeon builder?

I searched the rest of the dungeon, but I didn’t find another mana vein. I was up to 34 now. I was so puzzled about it. I felt off as I drove my dungeon southeast for the next tower. I created Outpost Ankosh Beta and summoned my new troglodytes to serve me.

I sent Piacora, Sliza, Niepryhozy, Aciomnya, Hlyboki, Tunela, and Korana to guard the dungeon. I had driven my tunnel maybe a third of the way toward the next outpost, when I received a message from Piacora.

“Lord Leo, there are pixies and hellhounds fighting in the desert,” she said.

I blinked. “What?”

“North of us. There are packs of hellhounds that charge across the desert and are attacked by pixies that dive down on them. They fight each other and kill each other. Pixies come from the east and hellhounds from the west. They keep coming like they’re being resummoned and set out at once.”

“How many?” I asked.

“It’s hard to count them. I can see maybe fifty on each side. They are dying left and right and new groups of five or so are rushing in.”

“Sounds like a MOBA game,” I muttered. I played League of Legends and the DOTA mod for Warcraft 3 when I was a kid.

“MOBA?” Piacora asked, confused.

“Multiplayer online battle arena,” I said. “Where you use minions and hero characters to fight an opponent. Take ground. I’m shifting the ghosts to you. Let’s find where the builders are.”

I wasn’t sure I wanted to use adventurers for this.

“I have a job for your ghosts, Duhot,” I said.

“A break from our dreary existence eating pussy,” Duhot answered.

“Dreary?” I asked.

“We’re ghosts. We must be melodramatic.”

I smiled and shifted her to Outpost Ankosh Beta. “There are two dungeons. Fire and wind. One northeast and the other northwest. Split up. Find them.”

“My Lord,” she said.

I thought about it. Dungeons with lots of monster girls. Who would be the best? I sent my level 4’s to the tower with the exception of the ogresses, jotnar, and the giants. They were too big. The rest should be able to clear a dungeon. Bjorni, Baaghi, and Paanee would lead them.

“What’s this I hear about weird dungeon builders,” said Maya as she strode in.

“Bellia says he did not fight back,” added Hagane as she followed her in, her chrome body reflecting everything.

“Now there are two builders fighting each other,” I said. “Pixies versus hellhounds on the sand dunes. They have massive armies. Fifty brawlers per side with a constant stream of replacements. Maybe seventy, eighty Level 1 monster girls apiece.”

“Weird,” Maya said.

Hagane frowned. “Perhaps appearing in places without mortal races has affected builder behavior.”

“Yeah,” I said. “Ghosts are scouting. We’ll use the level 4’s to crush them.”

“That is still a lot of monster girls,” said Hagane. “Have they noticed the tower?”

“Piacora, any change in their behavior?” I asked.

“They’re still fighting each other. They don’t seem to care about us. They just keep coming.”

It took about thirty minutes for Duhot to report. “We found the entrance. Both dungeons are in rocky outcroppings. Monster girls just stream out of the front entrance.”

“Found them,” I said.

“Have the ghosts enter each dungeon,” Hagane said. “Stay hidden. Let’s cut off their reinforcements. Then send the level 4’s. Split them up.”

“Right,” I said. “Duhot, enter the dungeons. Stay hidden. Monster girls coming.” I shifted to Baaghi, Paanee, and Bjorni. “Split up your monster girls. One team hits the Wind dungeon, the other Fire.”

“Yessssss, Massster,” hissed Paanee. Even telepathically, she sounded snake-like.

“Wind dungeon breached,” Duhot said.

“We’re in the fire dungeon,” Dusata said.

“Change in the monster girls, Piacora?” I asked.

“They are still fighting. The streams of reinforcements are turning around, though.”

“Paanee, Baaghi, and Bjorni, go,” I commanded.

“Yes!” Bjorni roared, the bugbear eager for the fight.

I sank down onto a chair. Maya and Hagane joined me. I was so curious about this. What was going on? Two dungeons that close to each other. The ghosts didn’t sound like they were far apart. I waited for the monster girls’ report.

“Ripping through the pixies,” Bjorni said, sounding happy.

“Hellhounds dead,” Paanee reported a minute later. “Entering dungeon.”

“Penetrating the Wind dungeon, Leo,” Baaghi reported.

I nodded, waiting for the monster girls to die. Level 4’s were tough, but I had no idea how powerful these two builders really were. If they had more advanced spells, this could go badly. I thought about moving into position to aid them.

Agrandiozna died followed by Nagya. I rose and revived the dullahan and the kitsune. They spun out of the darkness. The dullahan bowed, her head wobbling but stayed on. The kitsune stretched and hissed in frustration.

“He had Level 2 spells,” said Nagya. “Used Fireburst on us.”

“Kappas were rushing him with Paanee on their heels,” added Agrandiozna.

I felt a rush of power.

“The Fire builder issss dead, Massster,” my naga reported. “He usssed Flamebody, but we dousssed him.”

I nodded.

Estupenda the Seraph died followed by Poviya the Houri and Zahar the Hydra. Before I could revive them, the power rushed into me. The builder was dead. I sighed at that. They were defeated. I rolled my shoulders.

I didn’t have to go in.

“I could not understand his language,” Baaghi said. “He was filthy and wild. Half-mad. His dungeon felt old, too. No sign of Level 2 monster girls. We killed a sylph, too. She was guarding him, but not well. She seemed… feral.”

“What is up with this desert?” I muttered. “Return. You, too, ghosts.”

“Another weird builder?” asked Maya.

“Paanee, did yours seem feral?” I asked.

“Yessss. He did not seem to care if we killed him. He fought with his Void Crystal behind him. His shesha just huddled in the corner, weeping.”

“Weeping?” What the fuck was going on?

I checked my Void Crystal. “Neither of their companions wanted to join,” I said to Maya and Hagane. I now had Level 1 sheshas and Level 1 sylphs. “Just like the first one. Paanee said the Fire builder’s companion just wept in the corner. The sylph fought with her builder.”

“Wept?” Hagane asked. “More ancient builders?”

“I think so,” I said. “You don’t think…?”

“Thousands and thousands of years of fighting each other,” she whispered. “Endless battles on the sand.”

I shivered and searched out the dungeons. The Fire builder had three Mana Veins while the Wind had two. That brought me up to 39. I glanced at Hagane and Maya as I was ready to keep driving my dungeon southeast.

“What do you think we’ll find here?” I asked

“We have few data points,” said Hagane. “Speculation would be premature.”

“That’s what Fara would say,” Maya said. “Just build your tower, big perv, and find out.”

I smiled at her and established Outpost Ankosh Gamma. I conjured the shesha I gained to be the new guardians. So Serpienta, Deslizarse, Venena, Escala, Capucha, Perversa, and Ladina appeared out of the void and were sent to the outpost.

“Well, how long until they spot monster girls?” I asked my companions.

“Five minutes,” Maya said.

Hagane shrugged. “I do not have enough data to know.”

“Five minutes,” Maya said.

It was less than that. “We went up to the top of the tower like you ordered and there are oozes and wendigos fighting to the south of us.”

“Wendigos and oozes,” I said. “Same thing.”

“Maybe that first builder defeated his enemy,” said Maya. “That was why his rock elementals just wondered about.”

“Then why didn’t he have a second element? He should have had another companion and monster girls.”

Maya frowned.

“He had 2 Mana Veins,” said Hagane. “Perhaps his opponent… grew tired of existence.”

A chill ran down my spine. “Suicide?”

“It is only speculation. There truly are not enough data points.”

I nodded and we repeated the process. Ghosts went out and scouted, found the dungeons, and locked them down. I sent out Baaghi, Paanee, and Bjorni with most of the Level 4 monster girls. They soon had the builders dead.

I did lose some monster girls, including Baaghi. I revived her.

“That dahu was satisfying to crush,” Bjorni said. She had led the attack on the Ice builder. “He had intermediate magic, too.”

“I know,” I said as Baaghi was hissing about being hit in the face by Ice Gleam.

“The undine was tricky,” Paanee said. “The seraphim roasted her, though. The builder just kept gripping his Void Crystal. He didn’t fight. He… he smiled at me before I killed him, his eyes… they were insane.”

“I’m glad I didn’t appear in the desert,” I muttered.

Neither the dahu nor the undine wanted to serve me, either. Were they also tired of existing? Well, they would sleep with their builder or whatever happened when one of us died. I liked to imagine that he was together with his monster girls.

That they were happy. At rest finally.

So I had dahu and undine Level 1 monster girls. I also picked up another 5 Mana Veins between the two. The Water builder had the extra this time. I had more power and was just so baffled by this desert. I had one more outpost to build before reaching my goal.

So I built it. Outpost Ankosh Delta.

I sent my new sylphs—Malamkarayina, Mayakariya, Amayavani, Piyasara, Karanna, Natanava, and Gayanava—to it. They had just appeared when the alarm in my dungeon rang out. I frowned and figured I knew where it was happening.

“Lord Leo,” Malamkarayina reported, “wildhounds are attacking the tower. A pack of them. More are coming. They’re trying to break down the door.”

I shifted the level four monster girls just in time.

“Enemies flooding Outpost Ankosh Delta,” Smerta reported. “And dying just as quick.”

The alarm turned off.

“Aggressive bitches,” Bjorni said. “A dozen charged in.”

“More are coming,” said Malamkarayina. “They’re rushing from the east.”

I shifted the ghosts. “I think we’re playing the MOBA game now.”

The tower came under attack again. Before the door breached, I shifted a teleport circle. I had to see this for myself.

Chapter Forty-Two

I stood on top of Outpost Ankosh Delta and watched the wildhounds streaming across the desert. The sun sank behind the tower, casting its shadow across the reddish sand. Some sort of iron oxide in the soil, maybe?

The wildhounds surged for my dungeon. Maya, Hagane, and Kassie were with me, watching it. I placed the teleport circle behind me. I stared down at the wildhounds battering at the doors to break it down.

The alarm rang louder. They breached.

Explosions ripped through them. The dullahans. Then the griffins burst out, flying into the air as wildhounds burst into motes. Seraph flames consumed more as they came out next. The dullahans charged out on their horses and flung their heads at another pack of wildhounds racing to my tower.

The ghosts were already out, floating through the air for the dungeon. They just had to follow the stream of wildhounds. They were appearing at once. It was like a MOBA game. My enemy sent his monster girls.

I sent mine.

Mine were better.

Baaghi loped across the ground. The hydras ran behind her, spitting poison. Fire and lightning rained down from the air from the seraphim and cherubim. The houri soared in their wake. Kitsune jumped on the back of the dullahan’s steeds. Paanee slithered with the kappas, Bjorni strolling at the back like it was a walk.

They reached the enemy dungeon and vanished inside. The ghosts were streaming inside.

“We found the builder,” Duhot reported swiftly. “He’s waiting in his room with a succubus. She’s cutting herself, and he’s covered in lash marks. His body is scarred like every bit of him has been whipped by the succubus. It’s… He has been castrated.”

“Kill him,” I said, shuddering.

“Yes, Lord Leo,” said the ghosts.

He would not be ready for their life-draining attacks. I pictured them rising around the builder. They would touch him. Grobi died then power flooded me. The builder was dead. I shook my head as I stared down at the desert.

“I do not like this place,” Maya said. “It’s hot. Very, very hot.”

Hagane nodded.

“We didn’t even get in the dungeon,” Baaghi growled.

“It’s done,” I said, glancing at my women. “The succubus whipped the builder and castrated him. She was cutting herself.”

“Madness stalks these lands,” said Hagane.

“Creepy,” Kassie said. “Let’s go back.”

“Yeah,” I said and moved to the magic circle.

I returned to my Vault. Unsurprising, the succubus did not join me. I wasn’t sure I wanted her anyway. Cutting herself? Castrating her builder? Did she do that to him, or had he requested it? It churned my stomach.

He had 3 Mana Veins, his dungeon spread out far from where his Vault lay. None of these builders seemed to take each other’s power. Were there some special rules to the Ankosh Desert? Did builders work differently in the past?

Did they work together to protect the incarnation, but thousands of years had led them to…

I shuddered.

I had succubus Level 1 monster girls and 47 Mana Veins.

I drove my dungeon to the southeast and found what I needed. The Dark Shrine. I had another goddess to liberate. Lady Ninazu.

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After Bellia was returned to the main dungeon, she sought out Mrs. Baldwin. She needed some advice. She found her in the kitchen, of course. She was watching a stew she was making. Bellia breathed in the scent, her naked body quivering.

She adopted the practice of going naked in Leo’s portion of the dungeon. She had her own room in the living quarters to keep her stuff. It was like Fara’s study or Priestess Lysila’s prayer room. She kept her adventuring gear in there and her clothes.

“Mrs. Baldwin,” said Bellia, shivering. “Um…”

“What is it, honey?” said Mrs. Baldwin. The dryad wore such a motherly smile on her lips. Her eyes sparkled. “Huh?”

“It’s just…” Bellia swallowed. “I’m, er, late.”

“Late?” She frowned. “Wait, you’re late late.”

Bellia nodded, this strange writhe in her stomach. “I’ve only been with your son. That’s a man, I mean.”

“Of course you have,” she said with a smile. “Mmm, I am pretty sure builders can’t impregnate the women of this world. He’s been with some of the others long enough for that to be obvious.”

“So I’m just… not pregnant,” Bellia said, her shoulders slumping.

“You are a paladin of Lady Ianna now,” said Mrs. Baldwin. “Maybe she blessed you.”

Bellia frowned. That had been a heady day. She had been wounded and brought to Leo to be healed. He had and then fucked her. Lady Ianna had spoken in her mind, asking Bellia to feed her cum. So she had and…

“Let his seed take root…” Bellia whispered. “That’s what she said in my mind when she finished drinking his seed out of me. While I was cumming. You don’t think…”

“The timing does seem right,” Mrs. Baldwin said. “You’re pregnant!”

Bella beamed at Mrs. Baldwin. The dryad swept her up in an embrace and kissed her. Their tongues danced together. She savored this moment. A heady rush swept through her. She was so glad to be carrying Lord Leo’s child.

“Mmm,” purred Mrs. Baldwin when she broke the kiss. “You have my son’s baby in your womb, so…”

She pushed Bellia head down. The human gladly latched onto the dryad’s nipple and suckled. Milk flooded her mouth. Bellia was so happy to nurse from the wonderful dryad’s fat nipple. She suckled at it, enjoying this moment immensely.

She suckled down the wonderful cream. She indulged in that delicious treat. Mrs. Baldwin moaned her delight. She was clearly so happy here. The paladin groaned, gulping down all her passion. She suckled down that wonderful delight.

It was a treat to swallow all that passion. She enjoyed it immensely. She suckled it all down. She gulped down so much passion. It was just a wonderful moment to swallow every last drop of that wonderful passion.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s good!” whimpered Mrs. Baldwin.

Bellia was just so happy to gulp down the dryad’s sweet breast milk. The motherly delight warmed her belly, her pussy getting so wet. She swallowed every last drop she could while Mrs. Baldwin was licking her lips.

“You’re carrying my future grandchild,” she purred. “I have to eat out your pussy.”

The girl nodded, so eager for that. She was ready for that wonderful passion. She suckled on that nipple in her mouth. She loved it so much. She swirled her tongue around it before drawing in a mouthful of milk.

She popped her mouth off the nipple and rose to kiss the dryad-MILF.

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Mrs. Zoe Baldwin groaned as Bellia kissed her.

The sweet flavor of her breast milk filled her mouth. She groaned, her tongue dancing with the girl’s. Their breasts rubbed together. Pleasure shot through the dryad, down to her hot pussy. She was so wet to eat out Bellia.

To feast on the pussy carrying her grandchild.

She broke the kiss with the girl and smiled at her. Bellia shuddered, her brown eyes squeezed shut. The girl licked her lips, trembling there. She was adorable. Mrs. Baldwin had to feast on the paladin. The dryad wanted to devour that bred cunt.

Mrs. Baldwin dropped to my knees before Bellia and nuzzled into the paladin’s thick bush. The tangy aroma of yummy pussy filled the dryad’s nose. She breathed in deeply before she buried in her face into that delicious cunt.

She found the wonderful folds and devoured her. She licked at her with passion. It was so much fun to flick her tongue through her folds. She stroked through those petals, reveling in devouring the bred twat.

To feast on the pussy her son bred. It was such a heady rush for the dryad.

She plunged her tongue into that yummy pussy and swirled around in her. She drove her wild. She groaned out in delight. It was so much fun to do that. She flicked around in her. It was a beautiful thing. She savored feasting on her.

Devouring her.

She licked through that wonderful pussy, reveling in eating that tangy delight. The human girl moaned, her boobs jiggling. She grabbed the back of Mrs. Baldwin’s hair, holding the dryad to that tasty twat. Mrs. Baldwin buried her tongue deep into that cunt.

She feasted on the girl.

The girl squealed out in delight. She loved what was happening to her. It was so hot to hear. She swirled around in that delicious pussy. She feasted on such a yummy cunt. She danced her tongue about in that lovely pussy.

The girl moaned, her head tossing. She shuddered in delight. It was so much fun to feast on her like this. It was a beautiful thing. A wonderful treat to lap at her with passion. She buried her tongue into that yummy cunt.

“Oh, oh, oh,” gasped the girl. “That’s it. That’s so good. I’m going to burst. Just keep licking me like that. Mrs. Baldwin!”

The hungry dryad lapped up to the girl’s clit. She stroked around her bud. Bellia shuddered, her head tossing. Her round boobs jiggled as the MILF suckled on that bud. She tongued around that wonderful clit, wanting to just make the cutie burst in delight.

I want to drown in her cunt cream, the dryad-MILF thought as she nursed on that bud.

“Oh, Mrs. Baldwin!” the cutie moaned, her boobs jiggling.

The dryad nibbled on Bellia’s clit. Mrs. Baldwin flicked her tongue around the bud. Cream dripped down her chin. Her milk-heavy tits jiggled as she latched on again and suckled on the girl. Bellia’s bush tickled the dryad’s face.

The paladin moaned louder and louder. She whimpered, her head tossing back and forth. She gasped out in delight. Mrs. Baldwin knew the cutie was so close to cumming. She ached to be bathed in pregnant pussy cream.

“Oh, oh, Mrs. Baldwin!” Bellia squealed.

Her tangy juices gushed from her cunt.

The dryad bathed in pregnant cream. She licked up the tangy passion, the paladin’s brown bush rustling against her face. The dryad-MILF lapped up the juices, her nipples leaking milk. The white cream ran down her tits as she drank all that delight.

She swallowed every wonderful drop of the girl’s passion. She licked it all up, savoring that delight. It was so good to have that passion gushing out of the girl’s pussy. She soaked her with her pleasure. It was wild.

She lapped up every drop of that cream. She licked it all up, reveling in how good it was. How wonderful it was to have all that pussy cream spilling down her chin. She groaned, her tongue lapping through all that delight.

“Oh, oh, Mrs. Baldwin,” whimpered the girl. “Oh, thank you so much. That was so incredible. Thank you!”

“Mmm, you know what to do to repay me,” the dryad MILF purred.

“Fist your pussy!” Bellia asked.

Mrs. Baldwin nodded and hopped up on the wooden table. She spread her legs wide.

Bellia nuzzled into the dryad’s thick, green bush and licked at the MILF’s pussy. The dryad shuddered, enjoying that tongue so much. The girl licked to her clit. Sparks sizzled as Bellia pressed two of her fingers into Mrs. Baldwin’s pussy.

Bellia licked at Mrs. Baldwin’s clit and fingered that juicy cunt. Pleasure rippled through the dryad. She moaned in delight as she enjoyed the treatment. The girl suckled on her clit, sending more pleasure shooting through her.

“Oh, wow,” whimpered Mrs. Baldwin. “Mmm, add more fingers.”

“Yes, Mrs. Baldwin!” the paladin cooed.

She thrust a third finger into Mrs. Baldwin’s pussy. The dryad shuddered as she enjoyed those digits in her. They felt wonderful. The girl pumped away at her cunt. A shudder ran through the dryad as she enjoyed those three fingers.

Then it was four.

“Oh, yes,” she moaned, her boobs jiggling.

“Mmm,” the girl purred as she worked her digits in and out of the MILF’s pussy. “You love that.”
“I do. I love that so much!”

She tossed her head from side to side, a shiver racing through her. “That’s so good. Oh, oh, that’s just wonderful. Don’t stop doing that.”

The girl grinned at her and churned up her pussy. She plunged her digits in and out of the MILF’s cunt. The MILF gripped those wonderful digits, the pleasure building in her nethers. Her entire body trembled as she enjoyed this moment.

“Oh, oh, oh, that’s good. That’s so good!” she groaned at those four fingers. “But…”

“You need my fist!” Bellia cooed.

The girl balled up her fingers and pushed her fist against the dryad’s pussy lips.

“Yes!” Mrs. Baldwin groaned as Bellia’s fist was pushed into her pussy. “Mmm.”

The dryad-MILF shuddered in delight at feeling that hand sinking into her cunt. Her heavy tits jiggled as she did that. Her eyes squeezed shut. She loved every second of it. Pleasure swept through her body as that fist plunged over and over into her cunt.

She groaned through her passion as she enjoyed that fist. It felt so good having that hand working in and out of her cunt. She clamped her pussy down on that fist. She enjoyed every second of being fisted. She reveled in it.

It was such a great treat. She nodded, her entire body quivering in delight. Bellia’s fist plunged into her cunt over and over again. She groaned in delight at how wonderful it felt. She whimpered as she rose toward her climax.

“Oh, that’s it!” she moaned, the fist stretching out her pussy lips. Her big boobs jiggled. She tossed her head from side to side, her face scrunching up as she enjoyed the knuckles massaging her clit. “Bellia!”

“Mmm, Mrs. Baldwin,” the paladin moaned, nuzzling her lips into the dryad’s green bush.

The girl found Mrs. Baldwin’s clit.

She suckled.

The dryad gasped, her pussy clamping down on the girl’s hand. That fist plunged so deep into Mrs. Baldwin’s cunt. She rose toward her climax. She tossed her head from side to side. She loved this moment so much.

She groaned as she rose toward her climax. She hurtled closer and closer to that moment when she would cum. She was so ready for it. So eager for that pleasure to burst through her. She shuddered, her eyes rolling back in her head.

The fist buried into her cunt’s depths.

“Yes!” howled Mrs. Baldwin.

She came.

Her cunt writhed around the fist. It felt so good. The waves of delight swept through her body. She groaned through her bliss. She bucked through her rapture. Her passion echoed through the room. She was so happy to experience this passion.

She groaned through it all. It was a wonderful thrill to have all that passion sweeping through her. She groaned through her ecstasy. She hit that amazing peak. Her cunt rippled around that fist. She moaned, her tits heaving.

“Oh, oh, I’m so glad you’re having my grandchild!” squealed Mrs. Baldwin.

“Yes!” Bellia gasped and ripped her hand out of Mrs. Baldwin’s pussy.

She rose and cupped her face. She kissed her with passion, their tongues dancing. They made out with passion, the nectary flavor of the dryad’s cunt seasoning their kiss. They both groaned, enjoying this moment.
Mrs. Baldwin was so happy.

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Barany was so scared.

He had an illusion around him, the Lightweave spell, to make him and Therodin look like the local humans. They had pale-olive skin and glossy, black hair. He trembled as he gripped the railing of the ferry that was rowing across the Wai Sea. It used to be called Nyall Sea, but the builder renamed it.

Ahead, Lanith, the capital of Wai the Drowner’s empire, awaited. The city bustled beneath his rule. He was said to be a tyrant. Capricious. His people lived in fear of him. They had to keep him appeased, or he would destroy them.

“Relax,” Therodin said. “It’s just a recon. Your magic will hide us.”

Barany tried to relax, but his bowels quivered. He stared down at the dark water. The abyssal depths. He closed his eyes, feeling like he was in the depths, the bottom of the sea, where no light reached.

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