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Eiyuden Chronicle Hundred Heroes - Santa Cassandra	By : Streti Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > General Views: 382 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Wyler was groaning as he stuffed Marisa's mouth, her tongue welcoming the hunter's meaty arrow with every hard thrust, even if her mind was more on Valentin's hard thrusts into her brown-pubed pussy. But that didn't make fucking her mouth any less pleasurable for Wyler, who gave a strained and deep groan, and pulled his sloppy meat out, shooting his load all over the Guardian's face at close range. She extended her tongue but closed her eyes as the hunter coated her with thick spooge, on her lips, cheeks, nose, forehead, and on her brown big hair, making it kinky in a different way. Soon his heavy load was running down her face and over her closed eyelids, leaving trails of white jizz on her cheeks and neck. Valentin was breathing heavily as he fucked the increasingly messy Marisa, who was getting a massive facial even as her sexy frame shuddered with his pounding.
Syd also watched with wide open eyes as the pretty protector was getting even cummier, and he grabbed her hand around his dick and started stroking himself fast.
"I'm gonna EXPLODE!!!"
The artist spurted one massive load all over her tits, as if squeezing white paint from a tube on the canvas of her chest. The accidental artwork splashed all over her perky breasts, a pearly coating that spread haphazardly anywhere it could over and between her mounds, leaving her brown nipples uncovered but running down her abdomen and sides. Together with Wyler's heavy load on her face and hair, she was now a moaning spooge-covered mess, with the two men panting by her side. Valentin continued to fill her tight pussy, staring slack-jawed at the cummy beauty enjoying his cock.
Hakugin had moved to sucking off Pohl. The young imperial engineer was gasping for air, his eyes wide as he watched the beautiful silver-haired ninja with his cock in her mouth and cum all over her face and tits, her green eyes looking straight back at him.
"Maybe it's good you kept your pants on if you're going to be this quick," she commented.
She was also stroking off Barnard and Galdorf, having an easier time with the dwarf's length when she could just handle him, her fingerless gray gloves wet with drool and precum. But that was nothing compared to her dark gray sheer bodysuit, which clung tight to her shapely body and showed off almost everything now that she had removed her other clothes. The front of the bodysuit was wet with spooge and saliva, long messy trails running down the fabric stretching over her big breasts. It didn't leave much about her mounds to guesswork except the color of her small areolas and nipples, looking darker than they actually were under the sheer garment. More wet and white splatters were on her abdomen and thighs, and from the look on Pohl's face, he was going to add to them.
"Oh-oh-ooh," he moaned, and scrunched his face.
Hakugin backed up just enough to let his cock spring out from between her lips, and she lapped his shaft even as it spasmed, sending a thick torrent of spooge into the air, and back down onto her silver hair. She closed her eyes as more sperm splashed on her forehead, circlet, nose and now closed eyelids, and soon she had fresh rivulets of jizz running down her face and dripping off her chin onto the messy bodysuit over her prominently displayed boobs.
Panting, looking almost pained, Pohl recovered from his climax enough to look down at the cum-covered ninja, his cock still twitching in front of her face, dripping semen. She was smiling with his heavy load on her beautiful face, looking like the cat that got the cream.
Celia was out of her chef's jacket, down to the purple apron and a white shirt that barely contained her ample bosom. The shirt had frilly decorations over the shoulders, and the cleavage was open with more buttons closing the placket only up at the collar. The fine cotton hugged her breasts and barely hid her erect nipples.
Kurtz took full advantage of the open cleavage, pushing a hand inside his wife's shirt and fondling her abundant breast, then the other, all the while kissing her and caressing the rest of his sous-chef's half-naked body with whatever hand was free.
Then she turned around to him, her golden eyes bright and a sensual smile on her lips, and took off his apron, revealing a telltale bump in the front of his pants.
"What's that you're cooking? Something I just can't wait to have in my mouth?" she teased.
"Why don't you have a taste? You'll be coming back for more," he replied.
The sous-chef went on her knees and pulled his pants down, and was visibly delighted when his hard cock sprung into view.
"All that for me!" cheered Celia. Then she mouthed him in one fell swoop, running her lips tight along his rigid rod. She started a quick bopping, going back and forth fast on her husband's cock.
Melridge pushed Larla away again.
"Is Huang looking jealous yet?" he asked.
"No, it's like he hasn't even noticed..." the blonde started. "Wait! You tricked me!"
"We must have a slightly different definition of tricking," replied Melridge, and Larla looked at him, slightly annoyed. "Why don't you just go to him?" he continued.
"Fine! You missed your chance anyway!" she said and walked over to the fisherman.
"Guess so," he muttered under his breath, and wiped Larla's drool from his face.
"Having second thoughts?" came a voice from behind him.
It was Perrielle Grum, in her glittering gold outfit. With her was Jorhan Gavulet, a lord who even now looked very pleased with himself.
"Not really. See? She just wanted to be here," replied Melridge.
Larla was talking to Huang, and at least she had caught his attention. That much could not be said for Jorhan and his interest in Melridge and Perrielle's exchange, as Lord Gavulet proceeded to remove his clothes, looking around the room.
"You're a strange man, Melridge," said Perrielle in a jesting tone.
"Strange times make for strange bedfellows," he responded.
The scantily dressed Perrielle gave a light laugh and walked away with Jorhan, now completely naked.
Valentin was panting as he pounded the young female Guardian, fresh cream glistening all over her cocoa skin. She was still absentmindedly lapping Wyler's spent cock with her tongue, and Syd looked at her with excitement as she softly rubbed his dick into another erection. Her jiggling bust swelled up and down with her heavy breathing, drawing the rapturous attention of the men to her spunk-coated tits.
"Marisa! I'm gonna..." the imperial officer grunted, slamming his hard-on into her hot snatch like he was going to go deeper with each thrust.
"Yesss! Give me your cum!" the Guardian moaned.
"Hnnngghhh... you got it!" groaned Valentin, and pushed once more into her, holding her legs tight to his chest.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" cried Marisa, as her hot and well-pounded pussy spasmed around his pulsing babymaker.
Groaning with sweet release, Valentin pumped his seed into Marisa in the throes of her climax. Pleasure pounding in his body, he watched her naked beauty, total surrender on her jizz-adorned features as she moaned and gasped. Wyler and Syd had both taken to stroking themselves, appreciative of seeing firsthand how Marisa was wracked by her orgasm, covered with their sperm.
"Marisa..." moaned Valentin, looking at her with blissful exhaustion, his spew-dripping tool still inside her overflowing cleft.
"Will you be my Valentin for next Frostmoon?" she asked with a smile and a glow on her face.
His dick still twitched inside her as he watched the post-climactic Guardian, completely coated and filled with cum.
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Eiyuden Chronicle Hundred Heroes - Santa Cassandra