Craning his neck and letting a very heavy and heated breath erupt in a long sigh, Sabre felt the blood boil under his skin from head to toe.  When his softening erection slowly limped downwards with each slowing pulse he felt it burn against his thigh on contact.  With a soft hiss he laughed and marveled at the utter mess he had made - a sinful mix of Zipporah, Daelen, and his own essence dripping down over his balls and down the inside of his thighs.  "It'd certainly be the prettiest way to go," he remarked looking at Zipporah's sensuous form as she sat on the floor between Daelen's legs, cum pooling just under her shapely rear while the sweat glistened and rolled down her back.<br/><br/>"But I'd rather not die just yet," he said appreciatively as he leaned forward again and idly groped her ass slightly reddened from his pounding earlier.  "A girl like this is worth a lot more than two loads.  And I think she knows it.  You wouldn't believe how tight she was just now - she can't get enough of this attention," he added, rolling his massaging hand up onto her lower back to caress it in apology for the rough treatment just then.<br/><br/>Leaning forward even further, then slipping his legs under him, he pressed his body against hers again, letting her feel the mess on his cock and thighs.  As she sucked her master clean he grabbed a fistful of hair just behind her neck and whispered in her ear.  "When you're finished cleaning all of us, I'll take that sweet amaretto-grenadine mix again.  I'm getting a taste for sweet things like you."  Then grinning playfully and kissing her sweetly on the cheek as she cleaned, he began to push her up and down on Daelen's cock a few times.  "But be careful you don't enjoy the cleanup too much, or we'll get thirsty and drink whatever we get our hands on," he teased giving her ass one last squeeze before letting her go completely and sitting back on the floor behind her to watch and wait for his turn.