<div class="floatright">(http://orig06.deviantart.net/af76/f/2012/183/3/f/satyr_uncommon_by_maxetormer-d55q00e.jpg)</div>The satyr was finally at a loss of words when Thalya exceeded all of his expectations, and instead of flashing her breasts stripped down and approached seductively instead, offering herself to the creature of mischief. He tucked his flute into his belt and took a step towards the raven-haired sorceress, reaching for her jugs with trembling hands. He grabbed both, his palms not large enough to contain the rich bosom, and the supple flesh spilled from his grip as he started kneading and groping with a satyr's eagerness. His hands slid under Thalya's heavy breasts and he lifted them, eyes fixed on the pair as he let them fall back, enjoying the wobbling flesh with the lust of a horny stableboy. Trube pinched her hardening nipples next, tugging and twisting on them lightly and chuckling to himself before burying his face in the sorceress chest, licking and sucking while the cloth covering his loins slowly rose, covering the growing erection underneath.<br/><br/>When he withdrew his head, Trube looked like he was drunk with carnal thoughts.<br/>"My lady, if you would service me with your magnificent orbs for starters..." he started, his hand trailing along Thalya's body until reaching her shoulders where he eventually pressed slightly, indicating he wanted her on her knees before him.<br/><br/>The two sailors grew restless, amazed and uncomfortable at the unfolding scene, their trousers getting tighter as they watched mesmerized.<br/>"Maybe if it's just asking with her, we should've long ago..." started one.<br/>"Speak for yourself, I'm on team capt'n." responded the other before realizing he might have been heard by Alyssa behind them, and bit his tongue as he carefully looked back at the redhead. Hopefully she didn't hear, or wouldn't scold him much if she did realize some of the crew had carnal thoughts about her.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://www.curvyerotic.com/galleries/bare_maidens/roxetta_queen_throne/roxetta_queen_throne_005.jpg)</div>"Oh dear. Would you look at that... Are your followers always so friendly?" the woman with Norton remarked as they looked at the image of Thalya stripping and offering herself to the satyr as well as the unfolding scene. All the time her hands remained on Norton's shoulder and strong arm. She shifted a bit and the paladin could feel her soft form pressing against his strong back through her red wizard robe. As if she only noticed his discomfort now, she playfully added: "You like what you see hm? No doubt, I can see in the black haired woman's eyes the confidence, the pride and pleasure she takes in her body. I never imagined the Lightbearer was traveling with such easy women."<br/><br/>Her hands moved, one to his chest while the other trailed to the paladin's loins then.<br/>"Oh, you do seem to like what you see. Tell you what, I've been here alone for quite some time. How about we play a little game for the time being, hopefully to relieve ourselves of... distractions?" as she spoke the last word, her grip under his beltline tightened just so slightly. "And the rule of the game will be... whatever she does to the guide, I'll do to you. Whatever she lets him do to her, you can do to me." Her voice was but a tempting whisper hot against his neck before she let go of him and walked back in front of him, standing before her chair. "Starting with..." she pulled her robes apart slightly and revealed a pair of lovely breasts, round and supple, crowned with perfect nipples.