"If an emergency comes up don't you think I'd be able to heal you? But if you're so sure then I'll let it be, I'm having more than enough fun right now." He laughed quietly and pulled out to unleash a torrent of their mixed fluids. "So my poor back gets a rest? I think I can handle that." He looked around the room for a suitable place to continue fucking Shauna and scratched his chin, his dick just as hard as when they started and balls still looking quite full despite his previous orgasms. "Mmm, I want to take a break so I'll let you ride me until I'm ready to bend you over the railing and fuck you until you can't stand without healing yourself." With a grin he moved over to the couch and sat down with his arms folded behind his head. "Stretch that lovely pussy over me again."<br/><br/>Jim shook his head as he looked over from the mountain of paperwork on the desk. "You butchered an entire den of ogres, drank yourself silly, fingered the innkeeper in public, then fucked me until you passed out in your own cum. I think you should kiss whoever gave you the whiskey." While Britomart had made a full recovery from their journey Jim was left walking with the help of a cane, between the axe wound which still refused to heal and the damage inflicted traveling even the priestesses could only do so much to help him. "In two days you've earned enough to buy us this room for the rest of our lives, repay everyone who saved our lives, earned enough potential jail time to get us arrested for the rest of our lives, and..." He shuffled through the papers for the moment. "The quartermaster is threatening to tie you down and fuck you with her tail if you grab her ass once more."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>