<span style="font-weight: bold">Gaia’s mount Tuya</span><br/><br/>“It’s not super comfortable for me either, with you back there,” Gaia’s mount replies, “but there’s only one other place you could go and it’d probably digest you… I’ve never been much of one for playing with my meals,” she continues. “They’re just food,” she pauses, “but I’ll try and find a more even gait, if you promise try not to throw up,” she continues. “I’m Tuya, incidentally.”<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Xentia’s mount Jargal</span><br/><br/>“Nngh!” Jargal moans, as unseen hands slide down her flanks. “Right. Mage. Yeah…” she says. “Um… yeah, that feels… that feels good… don’t waste my honey, though,” she says… her breasts are already beginning to leak, and she shifts one hand free to wipe up some of the sticky mess, and half-turns to let you lick it from her fingertips… meanwhile, your netherlips are swallowing the startlingly talented fingers of Jargal’s other hand… which are slowly shifting and stirring around inside of you…<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Sarnai to follow...</span>