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She happily curled up into him even tighter and started softly kissing his almond-furred chest, and it didn’t take long before he, too, returned to the waking world with her. “Good morning, Mrs. Thunderspear,” he rumbled with a smile.\n\n”Mornin’, Daddy Thunderspear,” she returned and pulled him into another loving kiss. The two of them remained tangled together for many long moments, taking their time to fully awaken. There was no rush as they parted and took up their fallen clothes, though to Lyrah’s dismay her drenched, balled-up dress was still quite wet. Drenan couldn’t hold back a small laugh, and once his trousers were in place, he offered her his button-down shirt, which she gladly accepted. It was [i]just[/i] long enough to cover what mattered, but not quite long enough to hide the last few inches of her wide, round rump.\n\n”Well… we should get you back to the inn to change, no?” Drenan suggested, his voice notably deeper and rigid without being under the influence of fireweed.\n\n”In a bit. I don’t really care if anyone sees my cooch, really,” Lyrah said with a casual flip of her braid. “Let’s go back to the tent first.”\n\nDrenan raised an eyebrow and took his daughter’s hand. “Oh?”\n\nLyrah smirked. “Some folks were getting preeeeetty smashed last night. I gotta know if anyone didn’t make it back to the inn too.”\n\n”Sound reasoning,” he figured, and both tauren trotted off into the swamp.\n\nWhen the tent came back into sight, Lyrah’s suspicions had been soundly confirmed. The tent still stood, but everything beneath it was in shambles. The makeshift bar had bottles strewn all about it, and the barmaid was stark naked and snoozing contentedly atop it alongside a naked Kavar and Saeurala both. Upon the dance floor laid a half-stripped Talla with her face buried between Saratha’s legs, with Saratha in the exact same position in return, both of them having passed out mid-sixty-nine. The bard was nowhere in sight, likely having packed up and left some time earlier that night.\n\nLyrah had to bite back a giggle at the sight. “I’m kinda surprised,” she whispered to her father. “I thought maybe one couple might get a bit wild (and by that I mean Kavar and Sae) but definitely not two.”\n\nKavar pointed off past the tent. “Make that three.”\n\nA pair of outhouses had been left available for the guests, and the door to one of them was wide open, inside of which sat a slumped over, soundly sleeping Soren, while Shele sat and snoozed, still seated on his lap.\n\nLyrah blushed fiercely at this. “Should we… should we wake them?”\n\nDrenan shrugged and chuckled quietly. “They will be alright. They would be more embarrassed if we called them out.”\n\n“Yeah, no, you’re right,” Lyrah agreed, growing a bit nervous now. “Do you see Ja’na and her family anywhere?”\n\nThe hunter glanced around a bit more thoroughly… then had to bite back an unexpected laugh and pointed at the long table.\n\nLyrah had to do the same when she’d registered what she saw. All four tauren had huddled up underneath the large table in one big cuddle puddle, but Ja’na and Lavona’s faces looked like they’d been absolutely plastered with cum. Both ladies’ tops had been pulled down, but their skirts had been removed to make blindfolds for Karon and Moro, and both of [i]them[/i] were otherwise buck naked. Every scene told a colorful story, and the newlywed couple forced themselves to hold back giggles while they frantically and quietly fled the scene. “By the Light, I guess we missed a freakin’ orgy!” Lyrah gasped amid a fit of quiet cackles.\n\n”I guess so!” Drenan agreed, squeezing her hand cheerfully. His laughter died first, however, with a thought. “There is one I did not see back there. Considering everyone else, we should go check on Rask.”\n\n”Oh! Yeah I bet he’s back at his camp,” Lyrah agreed, both of them hurriedly trotting back further into the swamp toward the bull’s small tent.\n\nThe tauren couple made it within twenty feet of the tent when the flap was drawn open from the inside. It was not Rask, however, who exited it. As naked as the day she was born, Saoirse stretched her arms high above her head, groaning with satisfaction as the morning sun warmed her exceptionally chubby body. An absolute forest of curly pubic hair created a triangle that obscured her entire womanhood and disappeared beneath the shelf of her belly; a shelf that her heavy-looking breasts didn’t quite surpass, though her hardened nipples, nearly the same color of her skin, might’ve just barely matched. In one thick-fingered hand she clasped a small pipe, which she lit with a match in the other and tossed it aside. The scent of fireweed coiled up into the air with a tendril of smoke, and Saoirse unceremoniously started scratching her large rump as she turned to address the newcomers. “Well hey there, newlyweds! Congratulations again! You two know how to throw one helluva party!”\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<148>

The first rays of the morning sun peeked over the mountains and illuminated the naked, sleeping taurens’ intertwined bodies.  Lyrah’s eyes opened first, finding her head tucked tightly against her new husband’ naked chest.  She lifted her head just enough to see they’d found a dry patch on the shoreline to fall asleep, and the previous night’s events came rushing back to her mind.  Images of being held tight above the water, being ravished, being told she was loved over and over again, clambering back to shore before her mind went blank.  What she remembered made her heart swell with warmth and love all over again.

The shaman looked down to find the fur along her thighs matted and stained with spent cum.  Her father’s tool had gone soft and hung loosely between his legs, but she keenly remembered falling asleep with it still embedded inside of her.  She happily curled up into him even tighter and started softly kissing his almond-furred chest, and it didn’t take long before he, too, returned to the waking world with her.  “Good morning, Mrs. Thunderspear,” he rumbled with a smile.

”Mornin’, Daddy Thunderspear,” she returned and pulled him into another loving kiss.  The two of them remained tangled together for many long moments, taking their time to fully awaken.  There was no rush as they parted and took up their fallen clothes, though to Lyrah’s dismay her drenched, balled-up dress was still quite wet.  Drenan couldn’t hold back a small laugh, and once his trousers were in place, he offered her his button-down shirt, which she gladly accepted.  It was just long enough to cover what mattered, but not quite long enough to hide the last few inches of her wide, round rump.

”Well… we should get you back to the inn to change, no?” Drenan suggested, his voice notably deeper and rigid without being under the influence of fireweed.

”In a bit.  I don’t really care if anyone sees my cooch, really,” Lyrah said with a casual flip of her braid.  “Let’s go back to the tent first.”

Drenan raised an eyebrow and took his daughter’s hand.  “Oh?”

Lyrah smirked.  “Some folks were getting preeeeetty smashed last night.  I gotta know if anyone didn’t make it back to the inn too.”

”Sound reasoning,” he figured, and both tauren trotted off into the swamp.

When the tent came back into sight, Lyrah’s suspicions had been soundly confirmed.  The tent still stood, but everything beneath it was in shambles.  The makeshift bar had bottles strewn all about it, and the barmaid was stark naked and snoozing contentedly atop it alongside a naked Kavar and Saeurala both.  Upon the dance floor laid a half-stripped Talla with her face buried between Saratha’s legs, with Saratha in the exact same position in return, both of them having passed out mid-sixty-nine.  The bard was nowhere in sight, likely having packed up and left some time earlier that night.

Lyrah had to bite back a giggle at the sight.  “I’m kinda surprised,” she whispered to her father.  “I thought maybe one couple might get a bit wild (and by that I mean Kavar and Sae) but definitely not two.”

Kavar pointed off past the tent.  “Make that three.”

A pair of outhouses had been left available for the guests, and the door to one of them was wide open, inside of which sat a slumped over, soundly sleeping Soren, while Shele sat and snoozed, still seated on his lap.

Lyrah blushed fiercely at this.  “Should we… should we wake them?”

Drenan shrugged and chuckled quietly.  “They will be alright.  They would be more embarrassed if we called them out.”

“Yeah, no, you’re right,” Lyrah agreed, growing a bit nervous now.  “Do you see Ja’na and her family anywhere?”

The hunter glanced around a bit more thoroughly… then had to bite back an unexpected laugh and pointed at the long table.

Lyrah had to do the same when she’d registered what she saw.  All four tauren had huddled up underneath the large table in one big cuddle puddle, but Ja’na and Lavona’s faces looked like they’d been absolutely plastered with cum.  Both ladies’ tops had been pulled down, but their skirts had been removed to make blindfolds for Karon and Moro, and both of them were otherwise buck naked.  Every scene told a colorful story, and the newlywed couple forced themselves to hold back giggles while they frantically and quietly fled the scene.  “By the Light, I guess we missed a freakin’ orgy!” Lyrah gasped amid a fit of quiet cackles.

”I guess so!” Drenan agreed, squeezing her hand cheerfully.  His laughter died first, however, with a thought.  “There is one I did not see back there.  Considering everyone else, we should go check on Rask.”

”Oh!  Yeah I bet he’s back at his camp,” Lyrah agreed, both of them hurriedly trotting back further into the swamp toward the bull’s small tent.

The tauren couple made it within twenty feet of the tent when the flap was drawn open from the inside.  It was not Rask, however, who exited it.  As naked as the day she was born, Saoirse stretched her arms high above her head, groaning with satisfaction as the morning sun warmed her exceptionally chubby body.  An absolute forest of curly pubic hair created a triangle that obscured her entire womanhood and disappeared beneath the shelf of her belly; a shelf that her heavy-looking breasts didn’t quite surpass, though her hardened nipples, nearly the same color of her skin, might’ve just barely matched.  In one thick-fingered hand she clasped a small pipe, which she lit with a match in the other and tossed it aside.  The scent of fireweed coiled up into the air with a tendril of smoke, and Saoirse unceremoniously started scratching her large rump as she turned to address the newcomers.  “Well hey there, newlyweds!  Congratulations again!  You two know how to throw one helluva party!”
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