Part 51 (Patreon)

In a short while, the stronger woman had worn out her challenger, and broke free. Both of them climbed to their feet for another challenge. Miri was exhausted, and Rylie was surprised that the half-elf had been able to put up such a fight so far.

“Come on!” Nimue shouted. “Get her!” Ingrid commented, although which “her” she was referring to was unclear.

Rylenka charged and knocked Miri back. This time, the half-elf was too spent to climb to her feet before the bigger woman kneeled over her. It was unclear to everyone watching whether it was intentional, but Rylie climbed onto Miryala, and rested her ample backside on her face. As the muddy, jiggly orbs nearly smothrered her, she moaned and grunted in protest. Nimue watched, amused and excited as these protests only served to bring waves of arousal through the bigger woman. Indeed, Rylie seemed surprised at what was happening.

Nimue could have called the match there, but she hesitated for an awkwardly long time, watching Miri squirm and groan and Rylie moan. Ingrid also looked on, enjoying the scene, but a little jealous of her lover’s attentions, and trying to hide her feelings in her ale.