<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/566896805904777217/648070034824101888/d3da4e5fca42b72282785c719bc8ccff.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Surely he had to expect that one of the more powerful Goddesses would be able to handle what his cock could offer. Hazeel felt naked in more ways than one as he shrugged off article after article of clothing for Azalea. His body was one that was melded by the favors and battles that he had taken part in. She would be able to see various scars of varying lengths and severity on his abs, while his chest flexed with power when a particularly pleasurable stroke left his dick throbbing with wanton desire for Azalea's pussy. The honeyed goop surrounding his dick made her thrusting feel very similar to a pussy, but Hazeel had full vision of what was happening to his dick. She seemed to be battling with it if anything else as the flesh arched towards his belly from not being able to be held within one hand. He smirked as he looked down at the Goddess as she continued to please him. "Having trouble?" he asked, merely jabbing at her for seeming to have trouble with a human of all people.<br/><br/>But then she started to bend over, her udders looking like they were already filled with milk and ready to burst. Surely only a Goddess could have breasts like those without any sort of problems. But he wasn't complaining. He loved women that had more assets to them. Cutting boards to him were never sexy. He liked playing and smacking around with what women had. It was why he loved his wife so much... But turning away from that thought, Hazeel groaned louder as his cock was finally able to push between her tits. Like the perfect mattress, it housed his dick and brought even more untold pleasure to his dick, more waves that shot up his spine and threatened to overload his mind. In a way, he had already reached it. As Azalea squeezed her breasts around him, Hazeel moaned again while his dick throbbed over and over, desperate for release. He almost did, but could barely hold it in as he remembered those important words: "The Goddesses will get their power back if you cum."<br/><br/>Those words were from the whispers, the ones who were trying to help him get home. But so was Azalea... right? She seemed understanding of his plight, and was even offering her own body to satisfy him. Surely someone with the wrong intentions wouldn't be so generous? He had to trust her. Besides the whispers, there was no reason to doubt everything that happened to her so far. So, he decided to remain passive. He would let her do what she wished. And it seemed right as he decided that, Azalea's ministrations finally overloaded his mind with pleasure and he came... hard. She had gotten a few moments into thrusting her chest around his cock, but it wasn't long before the white hot cum shot up his penis and spurted all over her neck. Over and over, his cock throbbed, sending more ropes of hot semen to paint her neck, chin, and tits with his seed. He came all over her cleavage, and some of his cum even shot onto the front of her mounds as well. He felt his breath being sucked out of him as his dick painted her white, but still did not soften. As expected of the dick that broke Goddesses.<br/><br/>Hazeel moaned a few more times as his orgasm finally rode to a climax, and he looked up to see the efforts of his pleasure. Azalea, the Goddess of the Islands and his prime enemy according to the whispers looked like a cheap whore covered in his seed. He smirked as he leaned up, propping himself on his elbows as he looked into her eyes. "Just one orgasm won't suffice someone like me, I'm afraid," he said with a chuckle as he pointed at her bottoms, covered by her attire. "If you'll let me, I think I'll be happier if I could try you out just like Iris." His abs flexed, showing off his power, what could possibly be used against her if she wasn't careful. While he was content with remaining as a toy with her for the first orgasm, now he was curious to see her reaction, if she would continue to treat him the same way. Her breasts were heaven, but surely there was more to heaven? If only he could get there...<br/><br/>Hazeel chooses a Pleasure Roll: 1d100 = 42.</span>