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Along the way, they befriend a handsome diplomat from the Kingdom of Raelen named Tobias. Legend had it that over eight hundred years before one of the first emperors of the Darlani Empire, Lantis II, ordered it to stretch from his capital city of Algren in the west to the port city of Havenmoor on the east coast, almost a continents span away.

All twenty-two wagons with their seventy passengers, drivers, traders, and families, plus the twenty outriding guards and seventeen free riders attached to Ruckuss Caravan, set out on the Mad Kings Road shortly after mid-morning. But as he became older and his grip on the throne weakened, the construction of the road broke his kingdoms coffers and the Darlani Empire fell into a savage civil war that lasted decades.

In the event you loved this post and you would love to receive much more information about girlsoutwest lesbians generously visit our web-site. The Mad Kings Road was the longest, most durable, and most advanced road in all the known worlds. Then, becoming obsessed to the point of madness, he ordered the road extended south as well from Havenmoor, his vast army pushing forward to conquer and hold many strange lands in an ever thinning corridor so the road could be built. The half-Orc Ruckus had spent decades plying his trade as a caravan master on the Mad Kings Road, looping from one end of the Road to the other.

THE STORY SO FAR: The busty young Dwarven woman Brunhilde and her new human husband Mathir have spent the better part of a year traveling by caravan from the Southern Continent to the North. In three weeks time, the caravan would reach Algren, the old Darlani capital and the northern terminus of the road. Today, the Mad Kings Road ran for well over 5500 miles, stretching west to east across the widest swath of the Northern Continent before turning down to wind its way through two dozen kingdoms before penetrating deep into the mountainous heart of the Southern Continent.

Brunhilde snuggled into her husbands much taller body as they rode side by side in the passenger wagon. Lantis II spent ever increasing amounts of treasure and manpower on the road, thinking it would bring him some kind of immortality. A drizzling rain started shortly afterward, following them along the broad stone-paved road for hours. Algren was also Brunhilde and her husbands ultimate destination, where they would finally settle down with Mathirs family and where he could establish his own business after his long apprenticeship in the Dwarven lands in the South.

After the depressing news earlier she wanted to be as close to him as possible. The caravan would then turn around for its nearly year-long return trip to the Southern Continent. Tobias was in his early thirties, a good ten years or so older than Mathir. He sported sleek but not overly bulky muscles from years worth of traveling as a diplomat.

She wanted to get even closer than that, but with their friend Tobias sharing the small coach with them and seated not four feet away across from them, that hardly seemed like an option at the moment. Watching other couples have sex, or having others watch them, had turned out to be incredibly arousing and fun for them both. Theyd played those kind of games a number of times on their long journey northward.

But it could always be an awkward thing to bring up with someone, especially someone theyd both come to think of as a friend after weeks of travelling together. "Ruckus was deep into a card game at that tavern last night. Probably was at it all night.

You know how intense he gets when he gambles. He wore his dark hair short and boasted a thin fringe beard along his square jaw, much like her husband. "It’s a favorite back at court in Raelen. "Ruckus seemed to be pretty out of it this morning," Brunhilde observed as their conversation turned toward the usual caravan gossip. They were playing Dragon Cards.

"It was with those merchants from those two wagons traveling east. Not that she wouldnt have enjoyed having Tobias watch them. "
"Maybe you should have joined them last night then. "
Her husband shrugged. I am far from a novice but from what I saw, Ruckus and the others would have eaten me alive. "So I take it you two had fun last night? "
"You know how to play?

But you know, Im not surprised about Ruckus. " Indigo was a haughty but admittedly shapely elf, currently Ruckus guard captain and in charge of the caravans security. Brunhilde rolled her eyes. I was more than happy just to have some drinks. "
Tobias quirked a brow. I heard Indigo shot him down. "
Brunhilde played idly with the drawstring on her husbands shirt.

Shes refused him flat every single time. "Does he have a thing for her? The man probably just needed to drown his sorrows. Youve only been with the caravan for a couple weeks, so you werent here for his last attempt. "
The human jeweler snorted in amusement. He sulked for quite a while after that, too. "
The dwarf said, "Pfft.

"Just a guys night out. "Hes been trying to bed her since she was hired on six months ago. That wouldnt do at all. "
"Some men just like a challenge," her husband offered. Not the way shed been feeling since returning from the temple. "Wha-" he said, startled at first, but quieted as Brunhilde put a finger to his lips.

Brunhilde could tell from Mathirs steady breathing that her husband was getting close to nodding off as well. The conversation drifted onto other topics and gossip. She leaned up, nipping him sharply on his earlobe. I dont understand what Ruckus sees in that twiggy shrew.

Then his breath caught as her other hand dropped to rub over his crotch. One of the sexiest sounds in all the worlds to her was that sharp, distinctive intake of breath Mathir gave when he began to get aroused. "Are you certain we should be doing this? "Do you want me to stop? Her small fingers thrummed lightly over the bulge in the thin fabric of his breeches.

After a while, with afternoon sunlight warming the coach after the rain passed, their friend from Raelen eventually drifted off to sleep in his seat. "Hes asleep," Brunhilde assured him in a low voice. She lifted her behind for him, tucking her knees up under her on the bench, so she could bring both of her hands into play.

He wiggled about to help her lower his leggings. Mathirs eyes glanced over at Tobias. Brunhildes grin blossomed as she felt her husbands hand descend on her rounded rump, tracing over its compact curves. The initial sight of it always sent a little electric shiver through her most private places.

She wrapped her small hands around it, one over the other to cover most of its length. His magnificent hard human cock sprang up into the air, the reddish shaft throbbing gently with every one of her husbands strong heartbeats. Brunhilde loved her husbands cock.

She loved every little nook and bump along its veiny length. She bent low to use her tongue to coax out a drop of salty precum from his small slit, swirling lovingly around the flared tip and tickling wetly at his oh-so-sensitive underside. He was trying to keep quiet, but his squirming and his sighing breaths told her just the kind of rapturous effect she was having on him.

He stroked his long, skilled fingers over her red-haired pussy. "
He shook his head, then squirmed as he hardened fully under her teasing touch. Mathirs hand lifted her knee-length skirt and found her bare pubis. She had never been able to deep throat him. In response Brunhilde immediately plunged his cock into her mouth, sucking it hard as it slid along her tongue, just to keep herself from crying out in pleasure.

Brunhilde fought hard to aistralian porn keep from gagging as the tip hit the back of her throat. Yet he still loved her sucking on him all the same, and the fact he had to fight not to pump into her homegrown porn pics lips like a pussy was all the proof she needed of how well she did it. But his digits didnt penetrate her.

She could not imagine having a greater treasure in her hands. Her husbands fingers lightly traced the outer lips of her pink folds, teasing them, gliding over the little pink button of her slippery clitoris. The heat and slippery confines of her mouth made Mathir squirm and gasp even more, gyrating his hips up to thrust lightly into her before he caught himself and held himself still once again.

He knew this would drive her crazy, even as she began bucking her hips back and pressing her sex against his hand, becoming desperate to be filled now. "
It was not a command nor a request. She loved its feel, its texture, its look, its scent. An observation that this was what was going to happen, and they both knew it. A quick glance to their fellow passenger showed that Tobias was still quietly napping and oblivious.

The dwarf leaned over to her left, bracing herself up on one muscular arm, and lifting her ass as high as she could at an angle for her husband. Brunhilde scooted the top of her skirt down to bunch at her knees, keeping it there just in case she needed to pull it up quickly again. "Roll over a little onto your side so I can mount you. It was a simple statement of fact.

With well-practiced ease, the human jeweler slipped into his dwarven wifes slick sheath almost to the hilt all in one smooth motion. Mathir spooned in behind and under her, partially lifting her hips into his lap, even as he aimed the wet tip of his throbbing cock at her pink opening. There was no force or query in his words. She remembered when they had first gotten together, back in her clans homelands.

Warm electric pleasure shot through Brunhildes body as that amazing fleshy rod slipped so easily into her. It had taken her some time to get used not so much to its length but to its girth. He was much taller than dwarven males, and his male organ was also proportionally bigger. Brunhilde gyrated herself backward even as he pushed forward.

It stretched her so wide! She felt him shudder at the sensations of her sex fitting so tightly around his own, and flexed her inner vaginal walls to welcome him into her. Mathir pulled her up more squarely into his lap, sinking the last inch he needed to be fully in her.

They let rocking and bouncing of the wagon over the uneven road determine their rhythm. He gently pulled her head off of him, bringing her ear up to his whispering lips. She could spend her whole life like this, lost in the bliss of her husbands cock. Every little bump and jostle made them gasp and writhe as the motion caused Mathirs pole to wiggle about inside of her buttery oven in unexpected ways.

They stayed partially leaning over, Brunhilde bracing herself up with one arm, Mathir doing the same while his other hand alternated between gliding down her thigh or slipping up to squeeze her heavy breast through her top. After a while, Mathir bent to nibble at her ear, then whispered very quietly, "hes watching us.

She did allow herself to eventually look over casually at Tobias, avoiding any direct contact with his slitted eyes as he still feigned slumber. His shaft tented up in his leggings, a small damp spot forming where it was leaking its juices in his excitement. "
Brunhilde caught herself just in time to keep from glancing up automatically.

She almost giggled in delight at the sight of it. Timed with the next little jump of the wagon, she ground her rump down against her husband, gyrating her hips gently in a swift, tight little circle. Now it felt so perfect snuggled so deeply and warmly within her body. The diminutive woman pressed softly into her human husband more and more, timing her movements as best she could to the rocking of the wagon as it made its way along the uneven road.

Her juices were leaking copiously now, soaking over his churning balls. While Mathir and herself had performed knowingly in front of others, keeping things clandestine for now just made what they were doing seem even more deliciously naughty. Mathir couldnt help but loose a soft little groan, and she did the same as the wet friction deep inside her intensified.

That definitely would have given away that they knew Tobias was awake. This went on for quite some time, human and dwarf just losing themselves in the pleasure of each others bodies. His eager hand immediately engulfed the soft orb as best it could, thumb and forefinger tweaking at the big taut nipple.

Mathir also got into giving their friend a show, pulling down Brunhildes shirt and exposing one of her hanging breasts. He gave a deep animal grunt, then thrust his hips hard up at her even as his cock burst over.

His hand suddenly clutched hard at the breast, squeezing it tight even as she felt his whole body behind her stiffen and tense. Her husbands cock would always be her favorite, but that didnt mean that she couldnt find other mens tools to be exciting as well. She quickened her gyrations, swirling her cunt around and around on the fulcrum of Mathirs aching lever, until it eventually proved too much for him.

They held themselves in that position for nearly a minute, just basking in the after-sex glow. Brunhilde watched out of the corner of her eye. It took quite some time for Tobias erection to finally die down. It could have been just the occasional random movements one makes during sleep, but the timing of it with the exposing of her tits-and Brunhilde observed, the definitive twitching jump of his cock in his breeches-showed that he was indeed paying close attention.

Maybe this time, her husbands seed would take hold in her. She closed her eyes and gave soft little whimpers as spurt after spurt of his hot naked australian girls seed filled her hungry little pussy, vaginal walls clamping hard to milk out every drop of cum she could. She hoped that when he was alone later in his tent, memories of watching her ride Mathir would fuel a nice juicy orgasm for him.

Then they pulled apart and re-arranged their clothes properly before snuggling into each other on the bench again, like they had been before. The dwarven woman drifted off to sleep with her head in her husbands lap, dreaming of children that may never be. The yearning for him to truly breed girls out west gallery and impregnate her never got less intense.

Shed had the same thought every time theyd had sex in the last year. She caught herself in a sudden yawn, immensely satisfied after such a delicious little fuck. She instinctively clamped her folds tight, holding in as much of his semen as she could.

Across from them Tobias shifted in his seat.