<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/NxaLBd2.jpg)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Clothes</div><div class="spoiler_body">Crop top and skirt combo: <br/>(https://i.imgur.com/mQzMyIZ.jpg) </div></div></div><strong>Angelique (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1720332)</strong><br/><em>Aasimar Sorcerer: Divine Soul 3 NG<br/>Health: 24/24, Sorcerer Points: 5/5, AC: 12</em><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">combat rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Nothing at moment<br/></div></div><hr/><br/>Angelique blinked in surprise as Gurlove shared with her the story of nuns surviving on half orc shecum.  She nibbled on the piece of dried meat she was having for lunch.  It wasn't very filling, definitely not as filling as drinking a load of Gurlove's shecum.  She nodded along as Gurlove relayed what she had heard about the nuns and how often they ate real food.  As she reflected back to this morning and how little real food she had eaten, being full with Gurlove's shecum.  Then add in the fact that she didn't get hungry until it was time for afternoon break, as if she had had a full breakfast, lent credence to her story.  "If we find the monastery on our way across the forest, maybe we can visit them to get more info and see if it is true," the aasimar softly suggested as they packed up for continuing their travel through the forest.<br/><br/>Walking along the forest path, Gurlove suggested they could try it, see if swallowing a load of half-orc shecum could indeed feed a person.  Part of Angelique wanted to jump at the suggestion, she loved the taste of Gurlove's shecum and having the powerful half-orc woman fucking her face and throat roughly.  Feeling her throat getting stretched by Gurlove's massive shecock, her hair getting pulled was soooo.. satisfying, electrifiing.  The only thing holding her back from immediately agreeing, was her upbringing.  Her Mother and Grandmother would not approve of her willingly getting facefucked on a daily basis, let alone her Goddess.   But being able to complete the mission was important, Inanna needed magical items to protect the world she had created for her followers and angels.  And being an agent of goodness involved self-sacrifice, maybe this was her self-sacrifice.<br/><br/>By the time they were stopping for the night, Angelique stomach was complaining about not getting enough to eat, she went about using her magic to set up the camp for the night, making sure they had a good fire pit and following Gurlove's directions about the size of the fire.  By the time the camp was set up and it was time to eat, Angelique was very hungry.  And when her half-orc guide gestured toward the bag of the rations they had left after the goblin raid, Angelique took a deep breath as she sat down beside Gurlove.  "I think it would be advantageous for us if we gave your idea a try."  She stated, trying to act like she wasn't looking forward to getting facefucked and filled with the half-orc's thick, gooey, hot shecum again.  "I don't know how well it is going work in the long term, but even if it helps for a night, it will save us plenty of food."  The aasimar tried to sound logical and distant, although the way her eyes were locked on Gurlove's bulge and how her nipples were tenting her tight top, it wouldn't be hard for anyone to guess she was getting excited by the idea.<br/><br/>Licking her lips nervously, the busty aasimar sorceress started moving to get between Gurlove's legs as the powerful half-orc sat on a large boulder half buried in the ground.  "Ummm... do I need to ...umm..get...my ladies...out, to help you get ready?"  She asked nervously as she looked up into Gurlove's eyes, after pausing on the half-orcs very generous bosom, seeking direction from her more experienced partner.