<div class="floatright">(https://i.ibb.co/5kBrt8r/Hera-the-White.png)<br/></div><strong>Name</strong>: Hera the White (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=349604.msg16433393#msg16433393 date=1679604557)<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 19/23<strong>Armor</strong>: 1<strong>XP</strong>: 3/8<br/><strong>Stats</strong>:  STR 16 (+2) DEX 13 (+1) CON 15 (+1) INT 9 (+0) WIS 12 (0) CHA 8 (-1)<br/><strong>Load</strong>: 8/14<br/><strong>Effects</strong>: Nude!<br/><hr/><br/>Hera’s eyes closed, her skin flushed and the delicious, nearness of her climax was rising when the Dragonman spoke. Her eyes, flicked open, pale blue and icy.<br/><br/>She fixed him with a fierce look, dropped Foebiter, and lifted herself upward. Pale, long legs wrapped around his scaly waist, and her strong arms slithered up behind his neck.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Hera the White rolled: 2d6, adding 2 to the total<br/>Comment:<br/>Result: 4, 6,<br/>Total: 12</div></div><br/>She whispered, “You think you have a choice?” Before she shifted her weight, bunched muscle, and rolled once again on top. The barbarianess threw back her long white hair, looking over at the scry sphere and placing one hand on the Dragonkin's muscled chest.<br/><br/>Her thighs pumped, her back arched and her breasts bounced as she fucked herself on the full length of his throbbing cock. She let it fill her, press into her and drive her all the way up to her peak. She gave a shout, half scream and half roar as her toe curled and her eyes clamped shut once again. Her tool came too, simultaneously pulsing and throbbing his ooze into her. Hera kept up the pace, her pussy squeezing and milking him as she thrummed.<br/><br/>Finally, once the shuddering orgasm passed, she leaned forward and ran her tongue across his cheek. An old sign of domination in her homeland. Then she took up foebiter, let his softening prick slip out of her with an obscene squelch.<br/><br/>“Good- ah. Good work scaled one. Now you can die with that as your last memory, or scuttle away with your little friends.” She panted, pale eyes full of lethal promise.