<strong>Inspiration:</strong>2 (Natasha, Senfra), 1 (Ellen, Zhandi)<strong>Conditions:</strong>Charmed (Natasha)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>“I can’t hold it any longer,” Taruza groaned, sounding just a tiny bit annoyed yet still mostly in pleasured rapture. “You’re too tight, ahh!”<br/><br/>To his credit, he did his best to hold on, but his motions grew weaker as his body reached its limit and blasted hot semen deep into Natasha’s womanhood. With one last bit of strength Taruza pulled her down, hugging her as he dozed off for a brief moment of respite.<br/><br/>“I..."he gasped. "I love…”<br/><br/><hr/><br/>“...how you feel!”<br/><br/>The subtle magic clouding Natasha’s mind lasted longer than that one encounter. A pair of barbarian brothers from deeper in Dhar Mesh were entranced by Natasha’s hair and complexion as well as her eagerness, and paid to have her both at once. One man thrusted into her while the other held her arms and roughly played with her breasts. They took turns sampling both her upper and lower lips, talking to each other about "the charms of Nimothan girls.”<br/><br/><hr/><br/>“Let’s see if you’re woman enough to handle a man like me!”<br/><br/>Egrad had a large dick for someone who wasn’t a beastfolk, which caused more than a few women at the Winking Minx to dread his midweek arrival. But he was able to fuck Natasha just fine, the enchantment helping her power through any sensations of pain. He went faster and harder, pushing her against the wall of the room so that she could hear the session underway over there.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>“Ah, nyaah, nyaah! Deeper please, I want more of your cock!”<br/><br/>(https://i.imgur.com/6ozsrxf.gif)<br/><br/>Although she didn’t know her well, Natasha could tell by the distinctive exclamations that it was Zhandi.<br/><br/>“Do you, nya, promise to sample the other girls here? The ones upstairs?”<br/><br/>“For you, I’ll fuck Tiamat’s asshole if you asked!”<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The men began to blend together. Heaving, slapping, sweaty bodies spending themselves between her lips and legs, admiring her like a goddess of sex. Their size, fitness, experience, and even roughness didn’t matter. Their lust for Natasha was enough to unite them, and in turn make her feel complete.