His beard was flowing like a tangle of serpents, billowing about himself as the passionate energies being unleashed between the group caused it to feel like his heart was about to burst through his chest.  From the confinement of his goblet shaped prison the Korred stared outward and up at the mass of flesh that was congregating around him.  The sounds of smacking lips, the gasped breaths and lustful words filling the air fueled his wide eyed stares.  Then the wall to his prison glimmered, the dulled colors beyond its reach gaining a vibrant saturation that started out as just a tiny speck that widened and chewed away at the dim coloration's beyond the cell of the chalice.<br/><br/>Finally, it was a way out.  Fate had intervened on his behalf and he was more then eager to accept this prison break.  It started with a few bristly hairy fingers that were topped with short, pointed black nails.  They pressed out against the barrier, wrapped around the silver chalice that dangled from Dolly's hip.  A carpet clad hairy forearm followed, tugging the elbow and bicep out along with it as the hand maintained it's grasp about the fancifully etched drinking vessel.  The rest of the fey creature's body spilled out from the surface of the cup as shoulder gave way to neck which was tethered to his head.<br/><br/>In the heated passionate multitude of embraces taking place, few probably even noticed his arrival as he knelt in a tightly curled up ball between the conglomeration of the yin yang witches legs and the men that sandwiched around them.  That would soon change though, as Disiyir pushed upward, uncoiling his lithe yet hairy body from the depths of their shifting feet.  Velvet smooth lusting tongue glazing one of Dolly's legs with a trail of saliva as it worked up from her calf and across the shape of her thigh.  A snap of teeth and a plunge of his tongue greeted her flowering sex while his free hand, unencumbered by the chalice trailed behind him and wandered up and across the shape of Elisa's firm leg, causing her dress to gather in a bundle around his arm as it surged upward.<br/><br/>Like a hungry shaft entering the succulent depths of a virgin's parting lips his goat horn clad head wormed it's way up between the two women.  Shoulders swaying as his chest brushed and rubbed up between them, causing their lips, unlocked by the desires of the two men behind them to further be drawn apart. His head ducked down, hot breathy nips of his teeth grazing on the flesh of Dolly's belly as his curled ridged horns rubbed down across her ample bosom.  His hand behind him smoothly rolling between Elisa's thighs until it came to rest between her legs and pressed and rubbed at the warmth offered there.  Summoned, by the lustful carnal desires unfolding, the Korred's head pushed up from the bountiful feast it sampled from the crazed witches breasts as Disiyir's horned visage, full of wild want pushed it's way up through the pair of women until he was sandwiched between them and staring directly into Dolly's eyes.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(147, 101, 184)">"All four, well why not one more." </span>His mouth opened and his lips dove down to clamp around the side of Dolly's neck while he let his hand wander aimlessly over the body of Elisa behind him.