<div class="floatleft">(https://ist5-2.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/7/c/U/z/7cUzS/Half-Orc%20Sorceress%20Aquatic%20Bloodline.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Juggaluu</span><br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1860806)<br/><hr/>Until the door is open there is nothing that Juggaluu could do.   Well she could have, it though was not time to draw upon her magic.  An now as her fingers plunders into her own depths.  Two of them push deep, twisting.   Her left thumb circling, cajoling her nub.  More of her friends becoming awake and noticing her masturbating.<br/><br/>Juggaluu hips lift pushing into her own hand.   The green of her folds spread revealing her pink depths being assaulted by her own hand.   With the others waking looking, her arousal rises.   Its quite the turn on to have others watching when one is being decadently naughty.<br/><br/>Not totally unaware as Mara begins to create water for them to clench their thirst and ward of dehydration.    Juggaluu pushes herself up with her right arm and hand.  Her left still being used to play with herself.   As she surges to her knees.  Her heavy ample tits sway with the motion.   Her green nipples darken like a rich dark forest canopy, fully thick with her arousal.   Her right hand extends out as Mara creates water.   That right hand would twist in a symbolic gesture, posturing into a cupping act as if a scoop.  Words of power spring from her very being, her wellspring of internal magic.  Invoking a minor cantrip she knows.<br/><br/>"Shoop thee scoop."  A magically force simmers into existence and captures some of the water.  As it formed the shape of a scoop, acting like a cup.   A scoop that will last a minute,  enough time to pass around for everyone to get a drink.<br/><br/>Her gaze shoots to Antonio, the big strong half orc.    When his words boomed at her if she needed help.  Her eyes narrow with a lustful gleam radiating from them.   Taking in the whole of him.  "Yes!"  Squawking out as she swayed in unison with the look, rippling in adulterous motion.<br/>'Oh she definitely could use his help.   He can harpoon her anytime.'   She could feel herself drool with anticipation as her mind wandered to such wicked delightful thoughts.<br/><br/>He turned to the priestess Mara.   Her left hand works harder upon herself.  She shivers in growing need,  as her core heats a building sensation as if everything is rushing into her core.  Just as a tsunami draws the water away from the shores before surging back with unforgiving force as it releases.<br/><br/><br/><br/>