Vorela was being molested by both her dragons, one rubbing her rectum with the tip of his tail, the other still sliding his tongue along her swollen netherlips, before diving into her depths only to repeat the cycle. It continued for a moment, before the two dragons shifted forward, now rubbing their cocks against the hole they had been teasing, though they only gently pressed, not impaling. One was against her stomach, while the lay partially on top of her, one hind leg on the other avatar, his other leg holding her tail away. Draiss was grinding the length of his cock against the Solar's vent, while the avatar with him was rubbing its cock against her neck, since her face was turned away, and getting her between the two would require more contorting than Vorela did.<br/><br/><hr/>Two hours later, the three avatars had left, and he was leaning against Vorela's stomach, who had passed out, her hips and mouth coated with dried cum, and a dreamy look on her face as she slept. Aviendha was in his lap, still impaled on him with an equally dreamy smile on her face to match Vorela's. He smiled to himself, and then groaned softly as she shifted, her large, hardened nipples against his collarbone. "You should stop that, or I am going to get you pregnant, since I think you would look positively divine with a belly full of baby."