Chapter 272 Long Night of Fucking (R-18)
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Morgana was working hard on sucking the dick, putting it all inside her throat. The sobbing sounds of her choking with the dick echoed through the tent, yet no one could hear a thing.
"Keep going," Damian said as he grabbed her head, pushing her down.
The movements she did with her tongue were from another world, and she smiled during the process. For her, sucking a big and hard dick like Damian's was exactly what she needed and what she desired.
As she was sucking it, Damian moved his hand toward her pussy, noticing its wetness. Its liquids were dripping on the ground.
"You are such a slut. Come here, let me lick this tight pussy of yours," Damian said.
Morgana chuckled, "Tight only for now. Your massive cock will destroy me later."
Damian pulled her, and the 69 position was set. He grabbed her ass, stretching her out and licking her clitoris. Morgana's eyes rolled with pleasure the moment his tongue hit it.
"Fuck, keep going," she said.
With skillful tongue movements, Damian made her lose herself in pleasure, her eyes rolling, her tongue sticking out, and her legs shaking as he orgasmed with the oral sex.
She loved it. But, of course, she did not stop doing her thing. Morgana kept sucking his dick dry and massaging his balls. She put it all inside her mouth, so much so that the balls were almost going inside her mouth too!
That was indeed the skill of a slut, and one that lived for Damian's cock. But after ten minutes of oral sex, Morgana and Damian could not wait any longer. They wished to fuck.
Damian did not know what position to take first, but Morgana did. She was on all fours, her booty aimed at the ceiling. She used both of her hands to stretch her pussy, making it easier for Damian to penetrate.
The two were tired after fucking for a long time. Both were feeling wet and were in need of a bath.
"Should we go find a place to bathe?" I mean, cold is not a problem for us, so leaving during the night is fine, right?" Damian suggested.
It wouldn't be a good idea to go to bed feeling dirty like that. Morgana shared the same thought—though she was a Lich, things were different for her.
"I think, yeah. We can also get some air."
After deciding what they wanted to do, the two opened their tent and left the area. Billy remained inside the backpack, but Damian made sure to create a robust telekinetic wall, protecting the tent and the backpack.
The others who were in the carriage with them were sleeping at that point, and the surrounding area was silent. The only thing they could hear were the distant noises from the night animals, the owls, and some strange noises they could not recognize.
It looked like it would be quite difficult to find a river to bathe in that location, but Damian and Morgana saw no reason not to try, so they both started flying, trying to have a better view from above to spot a pool of water.
"Let's just hope no wyvern shows up to get us," Damian said.
Morgana grabbed him and hugged him. "Your loyal slut is here to protect you, so don't worry. Look, I think that's a river," she said, pointing at a location.
Damian's eyes followed the tip of her finger, and there was indeed a river there.
"I guess we are lucky tonight."
The two flew toward this river and reached it without problems. Damian checked the surrounding area before bathing—just to be certain nothing was there to attack them—and after seeing everything was fine, he bathed.
They took out their clothes and dove into the water. "This is fucking cold," Damian said.
Morgana shrugged. "I don't think so."
"Haha, so funny."
The two enjoyed their bath after a long night of fucking, and the beautiful and silent night brought them a moment of peace with everything that was happening.