And so they did, continuing to fuck wildly for hours into the night. So many positions, so many places...Sally had lost count of how many times they had done or; Or how many times she had cum. But it didn't matter, at the two enjoyed the donwtime, unaware that things would only escalate as our story continues....
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Meanwhile, on Angel Island, Hours into the Night...
Far from where we left off our two-tailed hero, in the mystical floating island, it was a dark and rainy day. The storm pouring down and strong wind blowing through the trees. The one thing illuminating through the shadows was placed high atop the ruined shrine: A gem of immeasurable power, the controller of the Chaos Emeralds...The Master Emerald.
Ever since Eggman's defeat the emerald has been very secured, away from anyone who would meant to use its power for evil. The mystical gem had been guarded by the current guardian of the extinct echidna tribe: Knuckles the Echidna.
However, right now Knuckles was in his med shelter, away from the wind and rain. A cozy hut located right next to the Master Emerald Shrine. Currently, quite busy....
Inside his hut a series of clothes and undergarments lied on the floor. A dark blue skinsuit, a brown jacket, as well as some white panties and bra and a pair of small spec glasses currently on a nearby night stand. A makeshift bed stood by the center, currently creaking and rocking as moans and grunts were muffled by the outside storm.
Relic the Pika, archeologist and researched, was in a rather naughty situation. Her back against the bed, moaning as Knuckled stood on top of her, thrusting his hips into hers. The red brawler had been suffering the most out of the season's heat; Urging him to mate and sex which only amplified due to secluded nature. However, now Relic lived around the Island and, as such, he had someone to really relieve stress with....
"A-aah...ooh...o-oh dear...ooooh" Gasped Relic, hands holding on to Knuckles.