He drooled heavily, feeling his cocks slide free of his vent. Outside of his daydreaming, under his blanket, his fingers worked slowly over his vent as his cocks pushed free, his breathing a little heavy.
His head fell back and he gasped raggedly, "O-Oh fuck...~! Oh, pearl, your tongue feels so good...~! You're so good to me, I don't deserve such attention...~!"
"G...Gods, Sereina~ s-so good~ so good to me~ I love you so much~" He moaned lowly.
His fingers moved between his cocks slowly, gasping and moaning lowly as he pretended it was his beautiful elven wife.
He was having the time of his life, loving the feel of her lips and tongue in his vent. But, he was a greedy creature, and he wanted more. "S-Sereina, please~"
Out of his daydream, Sereina was still haggling, but she was nearly done now. She looked back at the cart and smiled, thinking that Gio would be missing her terribly.
He helped her into his lap, placing her over his cocks before pushing her down with a grunt.
His hands gripped his cocks and worked them steadily, his head falling against the wagon wall as he pleasured himself to the thought of her.
She arched hard and cried out, riding him with her back to him. Something about that made it so much more for him, like she wasn't even trying to look at him.
Sereina was wheeling out their supplies now, the cart full of preserved food, water and bottles of ale.
He was gasping and moaning, watching her bounce over him, drooling heavily at the sight.
His hands worked quickly, his moans low puffs of breath, his hands coated in his slick.
"N-No, Sereina, don't...!!" When she opened the flap, she saw his hands gripping his massive throbbing cocks, dripping and coated in slick, his expression embarrassed and alarmed.