Lace let out a little snort of laughter, then blushed because of it, smiling broadly and relaxing even as Zu’gar rolled off of her, one strong arm moving under Lace’s neck, pulling her into a protective little hug. With a soft sweet sigh Lace melted into the embrace of her lover, her own ass still sore and tingling from the stretching, her hole dribbling only a little of the thick load now held deep within. Quiet and content as she was, she practically jumped out of her skin when a sharp knock came at the wooden boards of their caravan. Untangling herself from Zu'gar's oh so luscious body she sat bolt upright, her eyes wide and panicked as she looked towards the heavy canvas flap, immediate relief washing through her as she saw it still closed. "Don't come in!" She squeaked grabbing one of their sheets and holding it up to her neck on instinct. "Wasn't going to miss," came the whisky-rough voice of the Caravan Master, "Just... You need to see this, alright?" Lace pursed her lips a little as she heard his heavy footfalls retreating, something in his voice had hinted at something serious. Obviously Zu'gar hadn't picked up on the subtle nuance. "You know you haven't got tits to hide, right?" Lace blinked down at the cloth still clutched to her chest and rolled her eyes, dropping it and speaking in a prim little voice, "Modesty is polite, Zu'gar, come on, let's get ready." "Unmodesty is hot," Zu'gar pointed out, striking a pose with a toothy grin to once again reveal her gorgeous body, all green corded muscles and soft alluring sexuality, her still glistening cock languishing half-hard against one strong thigh, full of promise. Lace felt her heart skip a beat as she stared down at the sculpted Orcess’ form but shook her head, gathering up her clothes, “Immodesty, not unmodesty.” Zu’gar let out a reluctant little huff and sat up, “You’re so hot when you’re correcting me…” She said flatly before stretching her arms out above her head and yawning, each movement followed by Lace’s oddly pink eyes. “Just wait until I teach you how to read and write.” Lace said with a smirk as she worked the mess of hair behind her head into its typically a-typical bun, standing nude and proceeding to pick out a pair of tight pants that would definitely help to accentuate her gift. Groaning Zu’gar rolled her eyes and grabbed some of her own clothes, though not before she’d given herself a proper scratch, which, Lace observed, the Orcess did with more of a pinch and roll motion. “I never needed to know these things before.” Zu’gar objected, pulling a shirt down over her head, a growl escaping her lips as the collar caught on a protruding lower canine for a second. “You weren’t with me before.” Lace said with a smile, watching as the line of the shirt was corrected, pulled down to cover Zu’gar’s immense bust, obscuring them, though only technically, their shape still masterfully defined under the thin fabric, soft nipples on show as not-so-little bumps. Zu’gar grunted again in assent then changed her tune, a brighter edge creeping into her voice, “Food?” Lace throat let out a little giggle as she buttoned up her own clean shirt, looking every bit the modest and prim young lady and not at all like the cock ravaged Orc-slut that she was, “You’re insatiable…” “Oh. More sex then?” Zu’gar grinned as she pulled on her boots, Brunette watching as Lace tweaked back the canvas flap to peer out back the way they’d come. “Oh hush,” Lace waved a hand back as deep she peered around the side towards the city, “We should see what the master was talking a… Ah. Oh..” Zu’gar frowned curiously and stepped forward as Lace clambered out, but the Orc hesitated, her fingers tracing up to her neck with a reluctant sigh. It was such wondrous pleasure. I wanted to ask if that meant that Mistress Kiara would harm her, but all I said was, “Oh.” I was going to take a sip of my drink but realized that I was holding an empty glass. This was all so deep kinky. “Yes,” Ruri gasped. I've always wanted to impregnate an alien girl. The pleasure begins to build as the pain subsides. Madison rested as her mom lactated Danni, as Madision began fucking Danni once more for a river of dick cream..... I put my Brunette hands on her cheeks then slid throat them down to her shoulders and urged her to turn away. Jill began to rub Dakota’s clit with one hand as her tongue was darting inside of her. Bare children.