It was as if a slave market had melded with a car dealership. One comely young lass was bent over and enthusiastically taking it doggy-style, while at...a nearby table a couple of cooks from a fast-food concession had delivered platters of butter. One pair was already slathering some of the all-natural lubricant onto her undoubtedly cute butt.Harry glanced a worried look at the men he was responsible for. Some had already doffed their uniform jackets. "I don't think I should let my children see. And, it is not guaranteed that places with greater loot will have stronger monsters protecting it.”So, he could waste his time searching the wrong places. In games, going to the harder to reach places acted as a navigations trick.Axel’s choices were clear.He had a motto: hesitate and die. He would follow his own advice.All this time sitting around the brothel was one giant hesitation. Ava had shown him how easily one could become helpless despite having great strength. She also showed him how. Millie guided his thickness to her opening with fastidious gentleness and stroked his muscular flanks with her other hand discreetly hoping he would not think her too indelicate with her joyful touch. She had to admit the heat of his deep and somewhat hairy crack was a magnet of some instinctive urging but she restrained her palms from making entry thinking it would far too unladylike considering the circumstances.Apparently, the heat of the moment had completely overwhelmed farmer Dan and he. Her large breasts defied gravity, jutting out proudly from her chest. A pair of wings furled close behind her could be seen over her shoulders. Her flat stomach led down to wide hips. Her shapely legs were crossed, concealing the treasure between them. Those long legs ended in cloven hooves, and from behind her back a thin pointed tail protruded, flicking lazily in the air.James was frozen, his gaze affixed to the woman's body. Despite the bizarre situation, his body reacted to the beauty.