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Ivy scooped Ceral up bridal style, purring against his neck. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” She was starting to feel a little sticky herself.

She carried him to a secluded spot on the west wall with several small hot tub sized pools carved into the stone in a descending arch. Water from the top pool flowed over the edge into the one below until it reached the base of the wall. Wisps of steam curled up in lazy spirals. Ivy set her lover on the rim of the bottom pool.

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"Yup and I don't mind if you touch. I only have a month and a half left. Eleven eggs." He nodded, proud of himself.

Ivan grinned as he saw Demus come closer. He leaned toward Lago and whispered huskily, "I think I see a solution to your problem big guy." He leaned back ready for a show, he did not plan on moving anytime soon, with the way his back had been hurting earlier. If they wanted privacy that they could leave, plus if Ivan was honest with himself the though of watching the two rut made him uncomfortably wet. "Ivan," he said as way of introduction. "This is Lago. So what do mean strange day? Do you mean the doctors giving Nym a shot?"

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Nym whined and it was about the sexist thing ever. Ky's hips sped up, his cock buried to the hilt. Nym was all but trembling, flushed, and incoherent beneath Ky. Ky kissed him wantonly, moaning and growling as his hips pistoned. The carrier tasted so good, like cool mountain air and melted snow. "Gonna.... nnnnhhhh..... gonna fill you..." he bit his lip in a silent cry as his body shuddered, seed shooting into Nym and Ky kept rocking, milking himself of every drop.