<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/eb/d8/a4/ebd8a42bc4db97868155efa9388ad1ef.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Myrina Valda<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Swamp<br/><strong>Quest:</strong>Village of the Snake-azons<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Bastion<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Myrina had sincerely hoped her offer, as honest as it had been, would have been the end of the discussion of tree sap for the time being. So when BJ started on again about the tree, she didn't even attempt to hide her big, dramatic, eye roll. Though when she noticed the feel of the boy's delicate hand groping around beneath her loins, that eyeroll turned into one raised brow as she turned to look down at him.<br/><br/>Sure, in all honesty, she wanted to keep going and get this mission dealt with. She wasn't tired yet, and a break seemed like it would wear on her patience more than anything.<br/>But when Bastion began waking up the smaller, more short sighted, brain between her legs, the decision became a bit more difficult. Because the word from down below was clear. Her dick wanted to be somewhere soft, warm, and wet right now, and she generally never passed up an opportunity to cum on Bastion's cute little witch face…<br/><br/>"Mmm...alright, fine...let's take a break…" she said, trying to sound perturbed by the decision, as she lead the way off the road and over to the fallen log that BJ had pointed out. "...you better show the same eagerness right now, that you are for that ugly tree over there." She advised in a stern voice as she pulled her fur loincloth off and set it aside. Then in just a small, leather thong, that barely contained her quickly swelling member, she leaned back on the fallen tree and gave the witch a smirk.<br/>"Alright, show me how you harvest…"