For sure. She herself was in the right direction.
Voladik was probably destroyed, and the gang, who was obviously hiding from the guards outside the city walls, saw them running. And while she was walking towards this ... Stars, she was not touched. But why do you need a boy near her? Why it was useful to him was quite understandable - she generously paid for the services of a guy with her body, from which Bravin was obviously delighted, but what was the use of this gang, which had already pulled all the money out of her wallet?
The elf's gaze fell on the faintly shimmering rod. They expected to get more. Guy was put not only to be more convenient to follow, but in case the naive fool tells about some other treasures. She did not believe about the sale into slavery, the elves do not allow such things to be done with hers. In addition, the guy always yelled that his legs hurt, and they could not walk quickly ...
- Bastard!
And they attacked because it began to deviate from the course, and the shape of the shores allowed them to press to the water. Well, the boy, whose bait she swallowed ... in every sense ... reported that she had nothing more valuable than clothes. Having collected everything, he ran away at night and met with the leader, well, it started spinning ...
The girl sighed heavily soothingly.
- I already got warm enough ...
Having walked around the corpses of men, the elf, without a shadow of disgust, searched their pockets, but found nothing but a pair of coppers.
“How did you spend so much gold, bastards ?!” The full wallet was ...
For sure. There was nowhere to spend. So the boy? Do they trust him so much? So you need to follow him to Stars ... but in this form?
Sindorel looked at her naked body and looked at the dead.
Carefully freeing the blade from the skull of the skinny, so as not to slap the only clean clothes, elf, pulled off his pants and shirt. The pants turned out to be a bit short, leaving slender ankles in sight, but they made a pretty girl. But the shirt had to be shortened, the forest worker made a neat top with ties at the back, leaving most of her belly open. She shook her sword with remnants of rags and made a strap to wear on her back.
No pair of boots, unfortunately, did not fit.
- So barefoot. It remains only to wash! Stinks ...
Drying things around the campfire, the maiden of the forest headed north. In addition, the arrows remaining on the compass also pointed there. The elf was never able to understand where the blue had gone, but having decided that this was intended, she hid the artifact between the breasts. Glancing at the sun at its zenith, she switched to running.
A long run, allowed Sindorel to finally calm down and warm up. Without making halts, she tirelessly rushed along the river flowing from the lake. After eating a raw fish that she caught while swimming, the girl fell asleep in an uncomfortable position to sleep lightly. As soon as the sky began to brighten, she was already on her feet. Having reached the remains of the fish, she again rushed into her pursuit.
By the end of the second day of the race, the elf, climbing into the river to wash off the road dust and sweat, thought about how such a slow boy could go so far that she had not yet caught up with him. Even if he walked twice as fast as before, the trained body of the failed ranger allowed the forest maiden to cover up to ten times the greater distance.
Her question soon found the answer. By the end of the third day, the banks of the river began to rise, now creating steep slopes. When they reached the only length of the eyes, a narrow section, smoothly descending to the water, Sindorel could see the deep traces of the hooves in the wet ground. That explained the speed of the guy well.
Pathfinder skills, logic, situation assessment, strategy. All this she was taught in preparing for the Rangers. Only now it began to reach her, how useful was the knowledge that the mentors had so hard hammered into her head, punishing her for the assurances that all this simply could not be useful to an elf.
Having had a quick snack, the girl continued to run at night. Sleeping just an hour before dawn, she resumed her efforts. Knowing about the horse, she decided to run day and night to arrive at Stars when Bravin did not expect this.
***
- My Lord! Can I ask a question?
Both were now sitting in a carriage drawn by four horses and slowly moving to the south-west.
- Ask, Sebastian. I do not see anything wrong in matters.
“Why didn't we wait a week, as you said, but moved forward without waiting five days?”
“It was necessary to wait a week with a hundred pregnant women, and you managed to collect almost a hundred and fifty. Now there are more than five hundred demon soldiers. Enough for us.
“But wasn’t it better to leave demons knights on the estate?” The campaign will take almost a day and it is almost two hundred warriors!
- Do not worry. When we left, all the women of the estate were pregnant. Only by the end of the night will the first of them give birth. The demon left there will resume its state.
- But will he do it alone?
- Only at first. His effort is enough to keep the young ladies bored. And there they will need to be shipped to us.
- I understood, my lord!
- Yes, I wanted to ask everything - what did you write to the bride's parents, Sebastian?
- I stopped breathing in my sleep ...
- Ha, yes ... you can not write that she swallowed too long a piece of meat. Her father will not refuse you support?
“In the letter I assured him that I would not need the baron's emblem back, even if I decided to marry again.” I think he just needs it. Besides, all the money has long been with me.
- It is reasonable Sebastian, very prudently ... however, here we are.
Getting out of the crew, the Baron carefully examined the high walls of Stauburg.
Twenty-meter gray walls, built of large stone blocks, seemed indestructible, in other matters, Brakis knew that it was not for long. If the lord himself personally took up the fortress, then neither the wall, nor the moat, nor the suspension bridge will save it.
As soon as the demon just waved his hand, like five demons, clad in natural armor, rushed forward, leaning on all four paws. Five hundred smaller creatures rushed after them.
The first volley of arrows blackened the sky over the fortress. Steel hail struck demonic knights. Sharp tips plyuschis armor, without causing damage to the creatures, which is immediately understood on the walls and the second volley already fell on hundreds of small monsters. Seeing this, the skeleton stamped his foot, and a strong gust of wind dispersed the threat.
- You will no longer help them? - the Baron addressed the Lord, seeing that the third volley, not stopped by anything, struck several dozen creatures to death.
- Do it yourself ...
Meanwhile, the knights had already reached the walls. Having easily jumped over the ditch, they crawled along the sheer walls, deeply digging into the stone with sharp claws. The two rushed to the gate, breaking through the thick wooden flooring, they broke off the thick chains hidden behind it, and the gates that were not held in any way crashed down with a roar. The three others quickly climbed the walls, arranging a bloodbath in the archers' camp. For huge claws, there was no armor, and sharp teeth easily torn off large pieces of meat from tucked victims.
On the bridge tried to form a wall of shields, which could become an insurmountable barrier for small individuals. Two demons-knights unoccupied by the meat grinder fell from above into the dense formation of soldiers. Debris of armor and bloodied limbs flew in all directions. Story instantly collapsed. Some soldiers tried to flee, but they were overtaken over and over again and torn to pieces.
A small horde, which was only slightly thinned by arrows, broke into the fortress. They were not so well protected, and it was often possible to see how they were cut down with swords and pierced with spears, but the forces were not equal. For each swordsman there were three or four imps, and, flying in a crowd, within a minute they did not leave even bones from a lonely soldier. Story coped ..
with small individuals it is much more effective, not allowing them to realize numerical superiority, but as soon as people gather in a small handful, the demon knight fell on top of them.
- Do you hear, Sebastian? The screams are fading!
- Yes, my lord!
“Take your soldiers and drive the women from all the villages of the region.” Arrange the fortress properly. Turn your estate into a hospital. Too exhausted by continuous childbirth, send there for recuperation. Every woman is counted now.
- What to do with men?
- Those that refuse to join the army, kill and dry. My knights need food for breeding, it will be bad if they start to bite mothers. Also collect supplies, our lady also needs to eat. Not to mention your soldiers.
- I obey!
Having mounted a horse and gathered around him fifty horsemen, the baron set off to carry out the order.
***
The last center of resistance of Stauburg was in a large underground hall, which led the only way along a narrow corridor, and the doors were made of thick iron. It was here that all the women and children gathered. They were guarded by three dozen elite guards, half of whom remained outside the door, not letting small demons to her. Also, in the dungeon broke through fifty ordinary soldiers. The abbess of the local monastery approached their tired commander.
- Captain Lanek, right?
- Yes, abbess. Do you need something?
- Yes captain. We have heard about what happens to a girl who has remained clean. There are more than a hundred of them here and not one of them wants to become the mother of those nasty creatures that broke the gate.
- What do you want to ask me? - the captain was suddenly covered with cold sweat, - We are not murderers!
“No one asks you to take on such a thing, Lanek, but ... they all now need men's caress ...”
The commander finally lost the gift of speech and long puchil eyes. Then the nun turned to the militias themselves.
- Lord soldiers! Our temple asks you for the last sacrifice! I ask you to line up and let our innocent virgins choose your first man!
After these words, anything could be seen on the soldiers' faces, from surprise and fear, to a lewd grin.
The awakened commander waved his hand and the soldiers stood at attention. Seeing this, young girls came out from the crowd of refugees. Trembling all over, they resolutely stopped in front of the soldier who liked them and threw off their dresses, exposing their bodies. So every man had up to four innocent souls.
After reading a short prayer, they helped the soldiers to free themselves from the clothes and parts of the armor that were disturbing the cause. But not all the soldiers were able to immediately seize themselves.
- We have foreseen this, my daughters, show your courage.
After these words, the girls began to kiss their partners, and the bravest fell on their knees to absorb the soft flesh of the partner with their lips.
Soon the stone hall was announced the first moans and slaps of wet bodies. Everyone got a small harem, and the unoccupied girls desperately aroused their man, so that he would quickly end up in their more successful girlfriend, who had already moaned, knowing the joy of intercourse.
Few men lasted long. Fallen penises were again enclosed in the arms of hot mouths. The girls, with whom they had already finished, were sluggishly stomping to the side, leaving a trail of whitish drops on the dark stones of the floor, and some of them remained unresponsively lying, as if resigned to the fate of someone's bedding.
When the second wave of the maidens got its own, and the penises third time dived into the wet darkness of their mouths, cries of pain and horror were heard outside the door.
- Do not interrupt my children! - the nun was saying, - Your duty now is to help these young virgins!
The proximity of death had an extremely exciting effect and the weary soldiers for the most part were discharged for the third time. Now they themselves seized the remaining girls and began to push their members into their throats, as if their lives depended on it. It was unexpected, and some men did not escape the bites, but quickly resigned girls, time after time, stifling their mouths loudly and choking on saliva, brought the partners to combat readiness.
The bone creaked on the metal, with a loud crunch of steel doors were ripped to shreds. Five demonic knights burst into the hall. Quickly dealt with the guards and soldiers who left their groaning machines, horned creatures surrounded the last man who survived.
Goggling insane eyes at demons, he furiously pounded his last damsel, holding her elbows. Frightened girl could not escape from the heavy grip, and only helplessly kicked her feet, while she was quickly pulled on the penis. Turning around, she saw a demon standing behind, in whose breastplate a fragment of an arrow stuck out, bent sharply, and bit off a soldier who was tearing at her bosom his head. At the same time, she felt a blow of hot liquid. I managed - flashed through my head, before the girl lost consciousness.
***
At dawn on the seventh day of the chase, Sindorel, having slept soundly at night, went to the Stars gates. This port city is widely stretched along the full-flowing Ivilina, stretching many piers, which had several sailing ships and a crowd of small boats.
- We do not miss tramps in the city! - the soldiers of the garrison blocked the elf's entrance.
- I'm not a tramp! - snapped the girl.
- And you look like a tramp! Said the closest soldier, pointing a finger at the girl’s bare feet.
- But I am not...
“Solves all disputes, the commander of the settlement,” interrupted the elf of another soldier, “He’s in the gatehouse.”
Hearing this, the maiden of the forest turned decisively and went to the gatehouse, trying not to listen to the grunts of a soldier. In the dusty darkness, lit only by the dim light of the loopholes and a pair of candles, among the dozen shelves with books, two men sat at the tables. Medium height, a bearded carrier of a black uniform and one white patch on his shoulder, threw a tired look at the person who entered. A tall brunette with golden embroidery on his shoulder did not look up from the papers in question.
- Your soldiers do not let me into the city! They say they do not let the vagabonds!
- So it is, - said the bearded, - you look like a vagabond, which means, most likely, there is a vagabond.
- But I'm not a tramp!
- It's easy to confirm. Pay one silver fee, and I'll write you a pass.
- But I do not have that kind of money! - evil shouted the maiden of the forest, thereby forcing to draw the attention of another man.
- Then how are you different from the tramp ?! - shouted back a bearded.
- Sergeant! Keep yourself in hand! - quietly, but impressively sounded from the depths of the room, - I can assume that ordinary soldiers are blind idiots, but you, sergeant, did not try to look at those with whom you talk?
- No, no! Or rather ... Right! Mr. Captain! - the speaker nervously jumped up, stretched out on a string.
- Then look carefully. What do you see?
- Young girl! Barefoot! Dirty dirty clothes!
- and all?
Sindorel was silently silent, trying to understand which side the officer was on so that he could not spoil anything with a sharp word.
- Everything, Mr. Captain!
The brunette laid down the papers, got up, slowly walked over to the subordinate and looked at him point-blank.
- Look again, Sergeant, carefully.
- I look, Mr. Captain! - the bearded man began to sweat profusely under the commander’s gaze and reached into his pocket for a handkerchief, starting to wipe his soaked bald forehead.
- See, something unusual? - the officer's voice was full of suffocating calm.
- N-no ...
“She's green, idiot!” - still brunet said quietly, - Do you often see green-skinned stalkers?
- N-no! Mr. Captain!
- And with long ears?
- N-no! Mr. Captain!
The officer twisted his lips, sighed, and walked over to the elf.
- I apologize on behalf of the city guard Stars, lady ...
“Sindorel,” the girl smiled.
- Sindorel, I will immediately hold ...
You to the city.
- But ... I would not want to distract you from work!
- Nothing. My inspection is over here. I am a city guardian inspector, captain Carson. Come on, lady. I will take appropriate measures. I hope this misunderstanding will not affect the friendship of people and elves?
“I hope, captain,” the elf answered carefully, not understanding what it was about.
Passing past the guards' puzzled eyes, Sindorel decided to ask a question.
- Captain! May I ask?
- Of course! Everything in my power!
“Did the blond boy come to town?” Perhaps on a horse.
“I personally don’t remember the lady, but I can figure out how long he should have come?”
- In the last week.
- In which direction?
- From the south, but could lay a hook.
- One minute! - trumped, brunet returned to the hut. He returned with an even more acidic mine than before, when he was reprimanding the sergeant.
“Please follow me, madam.” Not far from here.
Leading an elf through the narrow, noisy streets of the city past numerous markets and auctions, the officer stopped in front of the city guard building. It differed from the others by tightly barred windows and a guard post at the entrance.
- Please wait! I would invite you inside, but, I'm afraid, it’s not very comfortable and very stuffy.
Brunette returned, holding a sheet of yellow paper.
- Boy, hair the color of ripe wheat, name is Bravin.
- It's him! - gloomy answered the girl.
“May I know why you are looking for him, madam?” Has he robbed you?
- How did you know the captain?
- Infrequently, an elf dressed in men's rags and without a single coin for the soul wanders into our city. How many were there?
- Five.
- I trust their clothes on you?
- Yes.
- Should I send a funeral squad? Is it close to the city?
- Week of the way, at the Black Lake.
- A week? Black Lake? A week? - the officer even coughed in surprise, - did you make this journey in a week? On foot?
“Yes, captain,” the elf answered with dignity.
- I apologize if you offended you! - the officer instantly came to his senses, - I would instantly give you things, but could you tell me what was stolen? This, unfortunately, requires a protocol.
- Can. A dress, a raincoat, a pair of stockings, boots, and a purse with gold.
- Matches. I ask the lady for me.
Passing inside a nearby building, the brunet exchanged a few words with the clerk, signed several papers and gave the girl a roll with a wax seal.
“All the things mentioned are inside the package, lady.”
- Can I still ask?
- Of course!
- What's up with the boy?
“He was caught trying to dispose of potentially stolen items, and was detained ... until clarified.”
- Is he alive?
“Yes, but considering your testimony, not for long.”
- What awaits him?
- Hang like a dog! - the clerk burst out laughing, for which he was rewarded by the officer’s evil gaze and instantly shut up.
- I can not issue it. For this you need to submit an application to local authorities.
- Damn it. What is northeast of the city, captain?
“The swamps ...” the officer was puzzled by the rapid change of topic, but quickly took himself in hand, “And then the sea, up to the port of Charroud.”
- How much is there on foot?
- Years, lady. You cannot go through the swamps, and the way around the sea from the west ... is huge! Far faster in the water! The ship will take you in a month.
- Thank you, captain.
- If you wait for the ship, it is better to stay in the Ice Cup, this is the most decent hotel.
Sindorel nodded and left the building.
“Does she not know how far from here to the eastern forests?” - the clerk in surprise wondered, - this is her house! She should know all this better than us!
“Elves,” the commander shrugged.
- You better make sure that the guy is really the one ... - the elderly servant held out with meaning.
- Why did you suddenly give me instructions Haren?
“Since you don’t remember, you started up snot in the cradle, and I saw some ...”
- Well, what did you see? Said the officer with a sigh, knowing that the old clerk would not quickly split as much as he was in no hurry.
“I was here, which means thirty years ago, one elf,” the old man began his story with taste, “And they took her in the market and got into her pocket.”
- So what?
- And that! Don't you explain why we lick them like that now? Where orders of all respect?
- Has it really filed a complaint to the king?
“Heh, they didn't tell you,” the old man rejoiced at the opportunity to pass the shift after the story. “No complaint.” Only twelve corpses. Half of which, the guards!
- And she was hanged ...
- Yeah, right now! It cost only to sentence her, as to the already deceased burgomaster, a raven flew in with a letter - if even a hair falls from the head of our subject, Stars will burn! Briefly and clearly!
- How did they find out so quickly? Immediately on the ship a month to sail only in one direction!
- But the devil knows them! But a month later, just three ships sailed up here, which means elven. And they have two hundred, like their ... Rangers. The guard had taken hold of the swords, but the elves only finished them with one end of their bows so that the next day, Stars could capture any gang — no one could stand up.
“And no one from the crossbow fired?”
- Found one donkey! His bolt was shot down on the fly, and the very one was slaughtered like a pig!
- You're lying!
- She bo ... I swear to you! They took the girl, boarded their ships and that's it!
- And what about the mayor? This is war!
“Haha, he complained to the king.” But the elves do not fight with the hands, and even in this regard. Sami brewed, says themselves and slough. That was over.
- You fool me old, not otherwise.
- And you go ask the commander. Report at the same time. You look reward for vigilance. Kohl will reward you with a drink!
- And if you laugh out?
“Then drink from me!”
***
Slowly pushing through the crowds of passersby, Sindorel, finally, with the help of passersby, was able to find the indicated hotel. The local, well-dressed, manager, by virtue of experience, instantly understood who he was dealing with, posing as Cockles, immediately puzzled the girl with the question of the duration of the visit. After carefully listening to the situation, he advised to rent a room for a day, leave extra items in it and go to the port authority for clarifications and did not even take a prepayment.
So the elf did. Going into a small but clean and well-smelling room with a large bed, she unpacked her bale. Immediately dressing up and shoving her old rags into a corner, she opened her wallet. In the wallet there were six gold coins, twelve silver and several copper coins. Throwing on her raincoat, she thought for a long time how to deal with a sword, eventually deciding to hang it on a belt behind her back - it was a very dirty rag of a wrapper that contrasted with an exquisite tight dress.
Going downstairs, Sindoral was surprised to hear the manager's compliments on how beautiful the lady looks.
- Where can I buy a sheath? - asked the girl Koklesa.
“If the lady wishes, I will immediately send a servant, and when the lady returns from the port, the best gunsmith Stars will wait for her.”
- Agree! - the maiden of the forest was clearly pleased.
By agreeing to take another servant with her as a guide, Sindorel instantly reached the port authority, where she was awful news. especially for sexytal.com. A local employee, to whom a servant extended an elf to bypass the long line, reported that the passenger ship to Charroud departed two days ago and would return no less than three months later. However, in a week, the so-called “master ship” is expected to arrive, but a ticket for it costs twenty gold.
In the hotel, an upset elf was already waiting for the gloomy, healthy fellow, whom the manager had introduced as Gorrek.
Having seen dirty rags, the gunsmith made a sour face and squeamishly, with two fingers, turned ..
bundle.
Sindorel has never seen a grown man in her eyes turn into an enthusiastic child. He also hugged the sword and sniffed it, just did not taste it.
- The delightful metal madam! It will be my honor to make a scabbard for such a treasure! In the morning they will be with you! The back of the yes ?!
Seeing the stingy nod and throwing the last dreary look at the weapon, Gorrek, almost running, rushed out.
- But he did not take any measurements! - the girl was surprised.
- Do not worry, lady, I am ready to vouch for his skill. Was your trip productive? What time do you give us your presence?
- Bye for a week ...
- Madam upset? Will you order wine and fruit to your chambers? Or maybe bring a bath?
“I will,” the elf threw and went to her room.
After taking a hot bath and drinking a light wine, Sindorel tried to fall asleep on a soft feather bed, but did not sleep.
- Where to get twenty gold? - She asked at the ceiling, - I can not wait three months!
Desperate to fall asleep, the elf got dressed and went downstairs. Passing to the exit past the refectory, a drunken man's cry came to the sharp ears.
- Well, Lonechka! Whole silver, just for your kiss!
For a moment, frozen in the aisle, the elf rushed to the exit. Walking a few steps away from the noisy institution, she listened again. Having explored something in the city that was quieting towards the night, she rushed to the north.
- In total for three silver, in the Scarlet Rose, all your dreams will be fulfilled! - the brightly made up girl was broadcasting under a red lantern. The maiden of the forest approached her.
- Take me to your mistress! - decisively said elf.
- Follow me, please! - Said the girl, looking at the visitor with a surprised look.
Passing inside the institution, turning onto the side staircase at the very entrance, the girls found themselves in a dimly lit, strongly smelling of perfume room with a rich decor consisting of soft poufs and spacious couches. On one of these, with royal majesty, a big-haired brunette sat. The owner of the place turned out to be a woman of about thirty in appearance, her real age could not be seen through skillful make-up, which was served by a slender, toned body. The scarlet dress wrapped around the figure of a woman like a glove, and the deep neckline showed more like a magnificent chest than hid it.
- What can be useful to the lady of the forest? - the beautiful thoracic voice of the hostess announced the room, - Do you want exquisite pleasure or ... perhaps earn? - the phrase was accompanied by a gesture inviting to sit opposite, than the elf took advantage of, throwing off her cloak and stretching her legs.
- I need twenty gold! - rushed headlong into the pool guest.
- Nothing is impossible lady. Two or three months, with proper returns, of course, the required amount will be accumulated.
- Two months? But I need until the end of the week!
- So soon? - the brunette asked calmly, she couldn’t be surprised at anything, even an elf who wanted to surrender for money was not new to her. - Usually the girls here take three silver per hour, but your unique person can earn five, maybe even ten. I give them ten percent. This is honest. In a week, one hundred and sixty-eight hours, even if you work ... day and night, almost without a break, barely a quarter of the amount is accumulated.
- So, there is no possibility? - the voice of the forest maiden sounded almost plaintively.
“Perhaps there is,” after a little thought, the hostess said, “But you need to be ready for anything!”
- And I will get twenty gold?
- You get ten percent. The rest will depend on you. With due diligence possible and more.
- What is required of me?
“It will take time for me to alert the right gentlemen and some kind of preparation, but before I begin, I must be sure of your readiness.”
- Anything!
- Well! - The woman clapped her hands and out of the door of the opposite staircase, another girl appeared, - Helen, invite all available lackeys and a few unoccupied girls here.
Five minutes later the door opened again. Nine men turned out to be lackeys, of which there was only a black tail coat. Impressive manhood appeals appealing almost to his knees. They were accompanied by six girls dressed up in multi-colored clothes. The whole delegation froze in respectful anticipation in the middle of the room.
“So that my promises do not turn out to be an empty sound for the invited gentlemen, I will ask you to prove your determination,” the hostess continued, addressing Sindorel. I will believe in your ability to fulfill my idea! The rest will serve as public. They will touch and discuss you. This is also a necessary part of the check.
Hearing the conditions, the elf resolutely got rid of the clothes, in one motion dropped her cloak and pulled the dress over her head, thereby remaining in some stockings and boots.
- Choose your riders! - already without any respect, the royal brunette quit.
- I do not care.
- Then the choice is mine! - the hostess's finger, decorated with colorful stone, immediately indicated to the owners of the thickest and longest members, - They are at your disposal! I shut up! Everyone can imagine that I am not here.
- Three behind! - twisting his lips, the maiden of the forest commanded after a brief reflection, - Only in the ass!
- Wow! Cried the brisk blonde in a pink dress with an open chest.
- Shut up, Vanya! - interrupted her red-haired girl, dressed in the thinnest green fabric that can not hide a single cell of her white body, - Do not stop them from starting!
To the chorus of approval, one of the chosen men lay down on an oblong poof, setting a rebellious dignity into the sky, with a beacon on which the elf rested.
- Yes, there is more and the hair will not squeeze through! - Blonde could not resist the new comment.
Trying not to pay attention to anyone, Sindorel, who was sitting tight on a vein-covered pillar, put her palms on her buttocks and tried to separate them as much as possible. On the left side immediately settled down the second gentleman. Putting a large head in the butt to the fellow who was drowned at half the length and covering the greenish body around the shoulders, the man pressed hard on the place where the dark green halo of the sphincter tightly adhered to the first invader.
Under the enthusiastic shouts and approving claps, he was able to squeeze inside the head.
- Still!
- Deeper!
- Come on!
Another effort, accompanied by a groan of pain from the owner of a roughly stretched ass, has achieved success.
- This is a hole! - screamed the brunette, whose not impressive charms were covered only with a pair of ribbons.
- I would get rich with such a moment! - supported her Vanya.
Sindorel silently began to make circular movements with her pelvis, wanting to stretch herself as much as possible. Meanwhile, men were not shy about touching her from all sides. They squeezed their breasts, bit their nipples and put their fingers everywhere, as deep as they could.
After a few minutes of reaching the desired effect, the elf nodded to the last two lackeys.
- What are the lucky ones! I even regret now that I myself can not plant her! - the blonde was not appeased.
The third man immediately repeated after his friend, slowly pushing his penis inward, pressing his palm hard on the female stomach and crushing his narrow shoulders with the crook of his elbow.
- Tight to pain! - the first male commentary announced the room, supported by the consonant nods of the rest of the silent people.
Meanwhile, the fourth fighter was already slowly swaying in front of puffy greenish sponges, on which, taking a deep breath, they planted themselves with a booming sludge.
Doing heavy swallowing movements, the elf slowly moved forward, capturing more and more hot flesh and showing readiness to swallow this meatloaf to the end ....
- Look!
- Look!
- On her neck!
- Expands on the eyes!
- Yes, there is a member seen as a leg through a stocking!
- Here is a sip!
Immediately, several palms clung to the thin neck, trying to feel the penis bursting inside the penis with her fingers and seeing off his head, slowly creeping into the depths.
Having buried her nose in her shaved pubis, for which she had to flex flexibly to create a straight line from her throat, the elf folded her hands behind her back and turned the tear-filled look into the face of the hanging man. Nodding, he got up more comfortably and laid his hands on the female nape!
At the same moment there was a powerful push from behind, three members squeezed into one, pushed themselves even deeper, a few more shocks allowed the men to reach the limit. Six hands swept a thin waist and squeezed wrists, but the men froze.
Having waited, when the green body starts to fidget, and tears from eyes begin to flow in a stream, the fat member abruptly left the hospitable throat.
In the silence fascinated by the spectacle, thunder breathed heavily with thunder, as if a dog had dropped the elf's tongue. From a wide open mouth, to an oily shiny stem of the penis, several threads of thick saliva, trembling under the breath, stretched.
After letting out a little breath, the footman re-entered the entire length, pressing Sindorel's head into his stomach with force, and then began to move his pelvis with a flourish, helping himself with his hands. Short jolts from behind shook a slender body. Tight hole did not allow to do it as widely, but compensated for all its narrowness.
The newly revived public talked about everything they could see.
A strict brunette, compassioned over her neighbor, allowed him to penetrate her body, after having pulled up the skirts of a white dress. So her owl homage soon joined the cacophony of wet wheezing and smacking.
Sindorel did not hear all this. Dropping down the thick drool that splashed onto his chin with every push of a man, she concentrated on breathing. The thick cock was tightly throated, but wide movements allowed short inhalation or exhalation, when the head of the partner began to slide along the tongue, gaining acceleration for a new dive. So she existed - from inhalation to exhalation.
Having lost the sense of time, Sindorel was even surprised when, once again, by renewing the moist trace of the lips at the base of the penis, the thick trunk did not go back, but froze deep in the throat, bursting with a pulsation. The penis was so deep that the elf did not even have to swallow the seed - thick white jets beat directly into the stomach.
When the poured rod left the wet captivity, as if parting, leaving a shiny thread on full lips, the elf realized that there was no one else in her ass either.
Applause was heard in the hall.
- It was great!
- Amazing!
- Leave us! - the owner of the place quit, when the enthusiasm began to subside, and the strict brunette, taking in her mouth the contents of her neighbor's eggs, drawing, swallowed the treat. All participants of the show went out through the same door, leaving only the elf who had risen from the pouf, breathing heavily and holding onto the neck.
The brunette gracefully rose from her bed. Going to the maiden of the forest, she ran a beautiful finger over the parted green lips.
“I sometimes miss that taste,” the woman said, licking her finger, “But my services are too expensive now.” Are you ready for more madness?
“Yes,” Sindorel answered hoarsely.
- Where to find you? - the hostess continued to collect the smallest drops of seed from full lips and send them to her mouth.
“A cup of ice,” a gurgling wheeze struggled out of a strained throat.
“I'll send for you in two or three days,” the woman licked the last white drop and returned to her couch, “Put on your clothes and leave.” You can go down that ladder.
Downstairs, swinging her bare breasts through the neckline of the pink dress, Vanya caught up with the elf.
- This is for you lady!
- To me? - the maiden of the forest took up a small gray bag.
- Mrs. said that this is your reward for work, as it was agreed.
There were two silver coins in the pouch.
Back at the hotel, the elf nodded to the manager who was still awake and went up to her room. A couple of minutes later a sleepy maid burst through the door.
- Madam! Kokles said that I should take things for you to wash! Since they must be dried before dawn, I appeared immediately.
- But I did not ask for it! - the maiden of the forest still squeezed hoarsely, dropping her cloak, but following the eloquent look of the maid, she turned green thickly. Her stockings on the inner side of the thigh were in fat white tingles, and her open skin of the thighs glistened brightly in the flame of the candles. Only now the elf felt that the thick seed continued to flow out of her ass, slowly flowing down her legs, and the keen eye of the steward noticed this, despite the long raincoat and dim lighting.
Immediately getting rid of the clothes, Sindorel handed the package to the maid and asked her to also fill the bath.
Having immersed her body in hot water, the elf instantly fell asleep. She had a chance.