<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/PqUJadA.jpg)<br/></div><strong>Name: </strong>Yva Twin-Belts (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=345845.msg16297261#msg16297261)<br/><strong>Race/Class: </strong>Dragon Pit-Fighter lv.3<br/><strong>HP:</strong>23/23<strong>Armor:</strong>1<strong>XP:</strong>1/10<br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Action:</strong><br/><br/>"Roceran?" she repeated, arching a brow, "And where can we find this Roceran?" she asked, requesting answers even as she shoved their tails deeper into her twat, making the answer catch in their new henchwoman's throat. When Walfaerd called out to the gods Yva smirked and wagged a finger at her, "Oh no no,<em>these</em>are your gods now" she said, yanking her head back by her hair and turning Walfaerd to look at her and Deisres' pussies in turn, "Now<em>worship</em>!" she commanded, greedily yanking the woman's face into her pussy, smearing her in more spicy dragon nectar. Yva couldn't help but grin at the audacity of the woman slipping a finger into her backdoor, her tight asshole clenching down tight around her. It wasn't trying to push her out though, but instead hold her in, only allowing her to push deeper rather than pull out. And for her efforts Walfaerd was rewarded with a splash of girl cum, Yva holding her tight to her sweltering crotch as if trying to drown her. The dragon wouldn't let up her smothering until Walfaerd tapped out, only then giving her a few seconds of fresh air, only to pull her right back into the prayer alter between her thighs moments later.