Igrainne swallowed, nodding at Galmar dumbly. What could one truly say in this situation, she wondered as her eyes flickered to Ulfric, patiently stroking his cock with his big, broad hands. She was always amazed at the size of Nords—everything about them was just so…big. Reaching out, she traced a fingertip down his length, watching Ulfric shudder under her touch as she learned him. “So warm,” she murmured quietly, raising her eyes to meet Ulfric’s impossibly blue eyes.
Galmar chuckled from between her thighs, his tongue curling around her clitoris as he began to suckle. This caused her to let loose a breathy moan of pleasure as her legs fell even farther apart. “You taste amazing,” admitted Galmar, his hands lifting her thighs to rest on his shoulder, tilting her pelvis to a more advantageous position for his delving.
Ulfric chuckled, watching the play of emotions over Igrainne’s face as Galmar explored her. She was truly an expressive little Breton. Catching his finger beneath her chin, he tilted her head back to meet his gaze, brushing his thumb over the fullness of her bottom lip. “Open for me, little one,” he purred gently.
Igrainne swallowed and obeyed, her mouth parting to accept his weeping cock. As it slipped inside her moist cavern, her eyes fluttered shut, heat rising again in her cheeks. She swallowed more and more of his length, her tongue fluttering against his length even as she relaxed her throat. Finally he hit the back of her throat, his hands threading through her loose hair as he held her in place. She focused on breathing through her nose, the convulsions of her throat around his cock milking him deliciously.
“Galmar, she feels incredible,” moaned Ulfric as he rocked against Igrainne’s mouth, her cheeks hollowing as she suckled his cock.
Galmar glanced up, grinning at the look of bliss on his friend’s face. Turning his attention to the prettiest channel he’d ever seen, he slid his fingers inside, her passage clenching down. “Aye, Ulfric. And she has the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen,” he cooed, suckling on the juices flowing freely from her passage as he plied her clitoris and that spongy patch just a curl of his fingers away. “Come, little one. Come for me,” he urged, feeling the first clenchings of her passage as she started her first, but by no means only, climax of the night.
Overwhelmed, Igrainne felt herself shatter beneath the magically skilled tongue and fingers of Galmar, reciprocating her pleasure to Ulfric’s cock as she suckled on him. Soon Ulfric roared, head thrown back as he emptied himself into her willing mouth. She swallowed him down, all the while still chasing the aftershocks of pleasure that Galmar’s touch wrung from between her thighs.
Sated, Ulfric let his cock slide from her mouth, her gasps of pleasure now filling the bedroom as she thrashed beneath Galmar’s mouth. Sitting down beside her, he guided her back so that she laid flat on the bed. He caught her mouth with his, their tongues tangling as she moaned out her pleasure. “Just enjoy it, Igrainne."
Between her thighs, Galmar slowly rose, hooking her thighs around his hips as he slowly pulled her back towards the end of the bed and closer to his thick cock. "Aye, Igrainne, we want to pleasure you, love." He slid into her carefully, hissing as her channel, still clenching from her first orgasm, slowly gave ground and accepted him. Sawing back and forth gently, he growled as she slowly gave ground, accepting his thick cock deeper and deeper inside herself. "By the Nine," he moaned, finally buried to the hilt and leaning against the bed, staring down at the arching form of the beauty beneath him. "Ulfric, we are keeping her. Understand me?" advised Galmar as he slowly withdrew almost fully from her before he plunged back into her.
Ulfric, his hands full of her breasts, grinned up at his friend from where his mouth plied her throat. "Aye, Galmar. She's ours."
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Galmar chuckled from between her thighs, his tongue curling around her clitoris as he began to suckle. This caused her to let loose a breathy moan of pleasure as her legs fell even farther apart. “You taste amazing,” admitted Galmar, his hands lifting her thighs to rest on his shoulder, tilting her pelvis to a more advantageous position for his delving.
Ulfric chuckled, watching the play of emotions over Igrainne’s face as Galmar explored her. She was truly an expressive little Breton. Catching his finger beneath her chin, he tilted her head back to meet his gaze, brushing his thumb over the fullness of her bottom lip. “Open for me, little one,” he purred gently.
Igrainne swallowed and obeyed, her mouth parting to accept his weeping cock. As it slipped inside her moist cavern, her eyes fluttered shut, heat rising again in her cheeks. She swallowed more and more of his length, her tongue fluttering against his length even as she relaxed her throat. Finally he hit the back of her throat, his hands threading through her loose hair as he held her in place. She focused on breathing through her nose, the convulsions of her throat around his cock milking him deliciously.
“Galmar, she feels incredible,” moaned Ulfric as he rocked against Igrainne’s mouth, her cheeks hollowing as she suckled his cock.
Galmar glanced up, grinning at the look of bliss on his friend’s face. Turning his attention to the prettiest channel he’d ever seen, he slid his fingers inside, her passage clenching down. “Aye, Ulfric. And she has the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen,” he cooed, suckling on the juices flowing freely from her passage as he plied her clitoris and that spongy patch just a curl of his fingers away. “Come, little one. Come for me,” he urged, feeling the first clenchings of her passage as she started her first, but by no means only, climax of the night.
Overwhelmed, Igrainne felt herself shatter beneath the magically skilled tongue and fingers of Galmar, reciprocating her pleasure to Ulfric’s cock as she suckled on him. Soon Ulfric roared, head thrown back as he emptied himself into her willing mouth. She swallowed him down, all the while still chasing the aftershocks of pleasure that Galmar’s touch wrung from between her thighs.
Sated, Ulfric let his cock slide from her mouth, her gasps of pleasure now filling the bedroom as she thrashed beneath Galmar’s mouth. Sitting down beside her, he guided her back so that she laid flat on the bed. He caught her mouth with his, their tongues tangling as she moaned out her pleasure. “Just enjoy it, Igrainne."
Between her thighs, Galmar slowly rose, hooking her thighs around his hips as he slowly pulled her back towards the end of the bed and closer to his thick cock. "Aye, Igrainne, we want to pleasure you, love." He slid into her carefully, hissing as her channel, still clenching from her first orgasm, slowly gave ground and accepted him. Sawing back and forth gently, he growled as she slowly gave ground, accepting his thick cock deeper and deeper inside herself. "By the Nine," he moaned, finally buried to the hilt and leaning against the bed, staring down at the arching form of the beauty beneath him. "Ulfric, we are keeping her. Understand me?" advised Galmar as he slowly withdrew almost fully from her before he plunged back into her.
Ulfric, his hands full of her breasts, grinned up at his friend from where his mouth plied her throat. "Aye, Galmar. She's ours."