“You can’t fucking compete, old man.” Brock sneered as he left the tent. Yavara walked by me with a devilish smile spread across her face. She gave me a soft slap on the ass before walking away, turning her head to the side to see if I was looking. I was. Yavara still wore the she-orc clothing that Brock had given her, and from this angle, I was glad that he did. The chest strap hugged against her muscled back, and the thong disappeared between her full, bronze cheeks. Every step she took was a display of bulging glutes, her hips swaying as she walked. I wish we didn’t have to get you new clothes. We stopped by some Alkandran ruins where I had concealed a portal. Stepping through the green membrane, we entered my basement. “This is where you live?” Yavara inquired, looking at the cobwebbed shelves full of dusty volumes. “We didn’t Blowjobs all have the luxury of growing up in a castle.” I grumbled insecurely. Yavara missionary analfuck twisted her face at me and walked up the stairs. “Nice one, dipshit.” Brock growled as he followed her, his thundering footsteps causing my steps to creak beneath his weight. Please fall. I followed them up the stairs and into my living room. I pulled out a drawer full of clothing, and showed them to Yavara. “You’re going amateurs to need to blend in. As good as you look in that outfit, everyone will just assume you’re a whore, and you will be treated as such.” Yavara pawed through my collection of women’s clothing, giving me a questioning look. “Why do you have a drawer full of women’s clothing?” “Zander experimented in his college years.” Brock joked. “I can shape-shift, and it’s often useful to walk in a woman’s body.” I sneered at Brock, “You didn’t seem to mind yesterday, big boy. Yavara told me there was more than incidental contact.” “That was different! Alkandi needed my help, and I obliged. But you sure did enjoy the things I did to your tight little-” I put a muting spell on Brock, though he didn’t seem to be aware of it. He continued to yell silently and gesture behind me, miming explicitly what he’d done to me. Yavara was in a fit of giggles. “In all fairness, Brock did bring you back to life by sticking his fingers in your ass.” “I’ll be damned if 3some I’m ever going to acknowledge that. Here, try this on.” I’ve also taken some pictures”. He watched as she threw her arm out and sent the tiny flame hurdling through the air. They sat there laughing for a few seconds the missionary all of a sudden Brian felt his analfuck dick start to get hard again. I need my futa-sister's and Futa-Mistress's girl-cum flooding my pussy!” “Oh”, and after thinking about it for a few seconds, I said, “Okay.” We kiss instead. "Oh my god! "Look at you, all grown up now." Here you accuse me of being reckless, then you turn around and pull this." I enter the room 3some and you’re sitting on your couch, waiting Blowjobs for me. You’re mad at me. You ask me why I’m so late. Pull on them with my lips. What the heck are you doing you into my amateurs room?"