With each thrust, her juices coated his cock, spilling out and splashing against both partner's thighs.  Each inward thrust brought a moan of satisfaction from King Cal. causing her body to jerkfoward lightly.  This was all witnessed by the alchemist, and a few guards, who stood on silently, watching the spectacle, out of either the king's insistence, or by their own violition.  Reaching foward, he gripped her hair, pulling her head back.  "Than you'll have it!  I'll be filling your womb very shortly, general!"<br/><br/>His thrusts were getting faster, harder, almost hammerblows into the elvish vixen, his balls slapping against her clit with each rapid thrust.  It seemed obvious he was going to cum soon, he was going to fill her unprotected pussy with his cum, staining her as his for the rest of his life.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>