The attention the two were receiving waned; the lizards had other things on their minds, like each other. The tribes took a rather liberal view of sex; in public wasn't rare, and orgy's such as this weren't unheard of. A few eyes remained on the smaller lizard and his pink-skinned companion, but one by one those eyes slipped to other spectacles and other views of flesh and pumping hips. That left Sak-Bak with the girl on her knees, and his cock still wanting yet more pleasure.<br/><br/>One of the few lizardmen not yet engaged in some wild and uninhibited copulating was Garlax. To his own surprise he had developed quite an unusual longing, to stick his long and by now rock hard prick right into that soft, pinkish, so fragile looking warm blood. Some voice inside him told him to rush ahead, pin her to the floor and hump her right then and there, consequences be damned.<br/><br/>But he knew better, years as the warchief had trained him in keeping his emotions in check, and not only did he owe her his life, there was simply no way this would go without problems righ tnow, so instead he walked up to the next couple on the floor in front of him, grabed the male by the shoulders and pulled him off, shoving him away to his feeble protests and taking his place, driving into the unprepared female on the floor and immediately humping her for all he had.<br/><br/>Meanwhile Janica just looked up at Sab-Bak, who was still grinning that vile grin down at her. As she was sure they could not be heard she finally grinned at him, spoke up, and asked "So, was that it, or will I get a real fuck, one where I can come as well?" Parts of his seed was still clinging to her face.<br/><br/>Sak-Bak was surprised at this crude language, and he started to grin and his head swung side to side. "One more for effect, eh, little pinkskin?" His tongue flickered out and across his lips hungrily, the serpentine fork tasting the air eagerly. "Or shall we call it one for pleasure, eh?" He grinned and dropped to his haunches, crouching before her and stroking his rough hands against her legs, grinning at the slightly goo-covered sight of her.<br/><br/>Janica looked down at his hand with hungry eyes as it touched her thigh. Ahh, he would perform himself, finally. Her own fingers in her cunt, and the whole tribe doing it all around them were getting to her. She was worked up and yes, she really wanted to be pleasured now after he had had all the fun with her mouth. So finally she tore her eyes up from his hand and smiled directly at him. "Up for another round, eh? And how exactly would you try to achieve that?"<br/><br/>"Well..." He leaned forward, grinning crookedly at the girl. There was a lecherous desire in his eyes. "First I'd pin yer to the floor, pull your legs wide... Then I'd show up your fingers with my big old cock. Whattaya say? Noone left to watch... "<br/><br/>"Noone left to watch? What a pity... Maybe you could call a few of them over?" Her eyes surveyed the tumultuous orgy around them "Well, guess not." There was a trace of disappointment in her voice, quickly to be replaced by an expression of hunger "Get it on then, shaman, and give your warchief a good hard fucking!"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>