<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/13/53/1d/13531db9b6da053e62f2cb4324f06620.jpg)</div><strong>Gurlove (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1725433)</strong><br/><em>Half-Orc Barbarian: Beserker 4 CN</em><br/><em>Health:  60/60</em><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">combat rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">None at this time</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Angelique's interest in the monastery didn't surprise her.  It was an interesting place, but Gurlove hadn't held much reason to investigate it prior to this.  But if the pretty thing wanted to visit and learn the truth of the place, then they could make a stop.  It wasn't Gurlove's quest to determine where and when they would stop, it was Angelique's and she was just the guide.  So if she wished to stop there, Gurlove would shift their path to take it in line with the monastery.  "We can switch paths slightly and visit monastery," she said aloud as they walked, "If all goes well, should make it there by tomorrow evening.  If we hurry, can make it before sun fades from sky."  She gestured up towards the rapidly darkening sky to emphasize her point, though she doubted that she needed it.<br/><br/>By the time they stopped, night was falling and with Angelique's magic, the camp was prepared in short order.  The fire, as she planned, was considerably smaller, casting them into deeper shadows than the night before.  But the glow would be less noticeable so it was unlikely anything would spot it and come to investigate.  At least, that's what she hoped as it would be very bad luck to find problems two nights in a row.  That hadn't happened to her before, so she hoped that this wasn't the first time now that she had the pretty thing with her.  If it happened, the girl might think her cursed and potentially find another guide at their next town.  Gurlove didn't want that, both because it was a nicely paying job and because she enjoyed the company of the pretty thing.<br/><br/>As they finished and Gurlove settled herself on a half-buried boulder that she had intentionally set camp next to for just that reason, she found herself joined by Angelique.  And despite the girl's efforts to act like her words came strictly out of a sense of necessity, Gurlove wasn't fooled.  The way that her breathing seemed to speed up and the tent that was forming as a result of excitement in her top showed just how hard her nipples were getting.  She was looking forward to this just as much as Gurlove was and as she lowered herself to her knees, Gurlove's knees and thighs parted in order to allow her to get in close.  It was clear from the way she sat that her cock was rapidly hardening at the mere thought of being shoved in and out of the pretty thing's delicious throat.<br/><br/>"Oh yes, pretty thing should get her ladies out," Gurlove encouraged, "Gurlove loves looking at them while pretty thing is using her lips and mouth to please her."  She winked playfully as she leaned back against the boulder a bit so that she could watch, though she did help the pretty thing with one issue.  A couple of quick movements saw her massive shecock slip out of it's confines and into the open to stand up in front of Angelique so that the girl could see how hard she was already becoming.  It was clear she was eager to feel the sensation of stretching out pretty thing's throat and one hand even moved to stroke her hair as if encouraging her to hurry up.