<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v229/EdgeH2oWonder/9f6bbffc-0fb6-49f4-b73c-9c91cd8f7e3a_zpsk6z7aetq.jpg)</div><br/><br/><hr/><strong></strong><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Vendi</span></span><br/>Fighter/Ranger, 12 HP, AC 18, Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1617438).<br/><em>The flirtatious beauty known for bankrolling adventures, but only if she gets to come! <br/>Ignore the gossip surrounding the </em>last<em> group of heroes to go on a quest with her - they are greatly exaggerated!</em><br/>Post: 10 IC // 3 smut (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289600.0)<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>When Mouser began to rub his cock against her puckered asshole, Vendi knew what was coming. This was the consequence of teasing him with a full display of her round bottom. Naturally, it was time to pay the price. Her heart raced as she heard him spit on his fat dick as if the paltry sum of saliva would do anything to make taking his massive member any easier. It wouldn't. She knew it. He knew it. In just a moment, she would let out a yelp so loud that the whole world would know it. She straightened up as if to protest, but it was too late. Mouser put his hands on her hips and like a seasoned whore, Vendi's ass spread to envelop Mouser's wanting cock in a single fell swoop.<br/><br/>The elf let out a squeal of delight loud enough to disturb birds nesting in a nearby tree. She paid them no attention; her bottom was on fire. A warm burn spread throughout her body in a frustrating mix of pleasure and pain as Mouser disappeared inside her inch by tingling inch. When she felt his balls press against her legs, she began the slow ascent from his shaft, but instead of squirming free, just as his cock became dangerously close to popping out of her bottom, she started her descent back down.<strong>"You slack-jawed, cum-guzzling, pig-fucking peasant!"</strong>she hissed in feigned displeasure. For them, it was simply another form of foreplay, but she<em>had</em>expressed disinterest and he<em>had</em>ignored her. She couldn't be too complacent.<strong>"I should bust your balls for being so impatient."</strong>She pumped her ass against him again. And then again. If she had the balance, she would have grabbed his nuts and put them in a vice, but she didn't. The pampered aristocrat also didn't feel the pressing need to alter her current predicament.