(Didn't we just do this in Furry Fun? lol)
All Míchon could do when Lena "booped" his nose was blink and stare at her like she was some sort of freak of nature. Which probably wasn't too far from the truth. Red speakimg stirred him from his ponderings. "Well, it was worth a try." He looked over the orc woman's shoulder at the dragoness and the young mage. "Should we get them, too?" he wondered.
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Erica cried out in orgasmic bliss as her walls closed in tightly on Lugae's member. Sadly, he was still AFK, and he didn't reach a climax with her. She pulled him out, redressed both him and herself, and noticed that there was a group of people on the road. The black dragoness dragged the limp mage over to the group with her. She noticed a male dark elf, seemingly the leader, giving her a look. "What, never seen a dragoness before?" she asked, giving him a cheeky grin. "I'll join your quest. I heard enough while I was screwing the little guy here." She motioned to the mage, whom she'd leaned against her hip.
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"Well, that settles it." Míchon said, clapping his hands together. "We're off to Spinefang Doomvillage (gods, who names these places?!) to face these medusas down."