A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 727 I Wish You Was There (R18)

Archer grinned, ''It's beyond beautiful,'' he said as he gave her plump ass a playful slap, eliciting another moan from her. ''Now, my older wife, suck me while my tongue explores your drenched pussy.''

''Yes, husband,'' Mary said as her gaze turned toward his cock before taking it in her hand with a mischievous smile. He chuckled as she finished. ''Now let me return the favor.''

Archer watched as her juicy lips enveloped his throbbing cock. Feeling the sensation, he couldn't help but groan, yet she persisted, her skilled tongue swirling around his shaft, pushing him to the brink of an ecstatic haze.

Pleased with his reaction, Mary wiggled her hips, prompting him to grab her ass again, a sensation they both loved. He gently caressed and squeezed the soft flesh as it jiggled every time he touched it.

As he played with her ass, she released a satisfied moan, her pleasure evident as he reshaped her plump ass cheeks, the seductive softness fueling his primal urges. Mary let out a deep groan as his cock stretched her mouth, but she continued to suck.

Meanwhile, he leaned forward, his tongue exploring her soaked pussy, earning another moan from her. Driven by instinct, he licked her like a thirsty animal, savoring every drop of her love juice.

When he did so, her sucking intensified, pushing him closer to the edge of release while his tongue touched every part of her soaked pussy. Archer's skilled tongue sent waves of pleasure rippling through her body.

As she felt his impending release, she quickened her pace, her tongue dancing over every inch of his cock. This surge of delight proved too much for him to bear, and he released his seed down her throat, unable to hold on any longer.

Mary, however, eagerly swallowed every drop of it. Sitting up, she trapped him between her legs, a position he relished, and resumed licking her with renewed enthusiasm. In a winded voice, she expressed, "I love your tongue."

His voice was a husky whisper as he replied, "If you love that, then you'll love this." He said as he gently guided her off him until she lay on her back with her shapely legs wide open, her chest rising.

When seeing that, he got into between her legs and gazed into Mary's eyes, his own filled with desire and lust. Archer could feel the heat radiating from her sensitive pussy as he slowly motioned; he pressed the tip of his throbbing cock against her moist opening.

Archer started teasing Mary, causing her breath to get raggard as the satisfaction shot through her body. He looked at her before speaking, ''Are you ready, my mysterious wife?''

She nodded while grabbing him, and their bodies pressed against each other. Archer leaned forward, his lips brushing against hers in a tender kiss, before slowly pushing his cock inside her; inch by inch, he slowly slipped further in.

Mary's soft moans filled the air as the pleasure coursed through her entire body. When he got deep inside her tight pussy something stopped him, only for him to realize that she was still a virgin.

With a sharp intake of breath, Archer realized he had just taken her virginity, and a trickle of blood began to flow. That's when Mary drew closer. ''I told you I've been waiting for you, husband,'' she said in a voice full of delight. ''I'm yours, and you're ours. My goddess gave me the gift; thanks to that, I saw you.''

Upon hearing her words, Archer maintained his slow, deliberate thrusts, sending waves of intense pleasure coursing through both of them. Her love juices sprayed around, drenching his waist in their passionate embrace.

Mary's initial gasp of surprise quickly turned into a genuine moan as she bucked against him, urging him to continue. Archer's desire intensified, fueled by Mary's unyielding enthusiasm.

Driven by primal hunger, Archer responded by pushing deeper and harder, each movement sending shockwaves through both their bodies. Mary's screams of euphoria lingered in the air, echoing off the inn's walls as she surrendered to the overwhelming sensations.

The more they made love, the more he felt her body respond eagerly, her hips meeting his with fervent urgency. Lost in the heat of the moment, they moved together in a passionate dance.

As they continued their passionate lovemaking, her body trembled with ecstasy, as every nerve in her body was on fire by the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her veins.

After each passionate thrust, he drove Mary closer to the edge of a happy daze, igniting a fiery desire within her that she could barely contain as he thrust deeper and bottomed out inside her soaking wet pussy.

Archer felt her seductive body tense before she let out a primal moan and began to squirt uncontrollably, drenching him in her love juices. When Mary released all her built-up lust, it only caused him to finish.

He let out a deep moan while pouring his seed deep inside her womb, filling the mysterious woman with his essence, causing her to scream even more as her body trembled, and he surrendered to a euphoric trance, his breath coming in heavy gasps.

Soon, he pulled out of her and collapsed next to her, only to notice the dragon tattoo appear on the bottom of her stomach with a slight glow. That's when he heard a sigh and saw Mary crawling closer to him, resting her head against his chest as she listened to his steady heartbeat.

Archer's arms wrapped around her, pulling the tired Mary closer as he gently kissed her sweaty cheek, savoring her sweet scent. In the peaceful moments that followed, they lay together, lost in the peace.

The world outside seemed to fade away as they relaxed in each other's warmth. As the night wore on, their breathing gradually slowed, and they drifted into a peaceful slumber, their bodies still intertwined in a loving embrace.

Wrapped in each other's arms, they fell into a deep sleep due to being tired, and before he nodded off, Archer thought it was weird how she could keep up with him and concluded she wasn't human.

He gazed out of the room's window, witnessing a fierce rainstorm beating against the glass. The rhythmic patter of raindrops drumming on the roof gradually lulled him into a deep slumber, and his eyes closed as he succumbed to the storm's soothing sounds.

It was not until the soft light of dawn began to filter through the window that Archer was finally roused from his slumber. With a sleepy groan, he blinked his eyes open, the warmth of Mary's body still pressed against his own.

Archer gently moved Mary's limbs before getting up and letting his bones crack as he stretched his body. Once he was done, he walked over to the window and looked out, only to see rain blanketing the landscape.

The Mountainholm Fortress was alive and buzzing as people went to and fro. Archer spotted men heading to work while shopkeepers opened their stores. He watched the scene for a while before deciding to take a bath.

Mary murmured as he prepared to leave the room, "Watch out for Rowan. She'll be rushing down the hallway any moment now."

Baffled by her warning, Archer nodded and opened the door, only to collide with a young girl hurtling down the corridor. She crashed to the floor with a pained groan, causing him to glance at the newcomer, who gazed back, her face flushing red with embarrassment.

Archer glanced at her and guessed she was about a year younger than him. Her dark red hair, captivating orange eyes, and slender figure exuded the charm of the quintessential girl next door.

Clad in a servant's attire, she stooped to retrieve some sheets she had dropped. 'This must be Rowan,' Archer thought to himself. Then he felt a cold breeze and looked down, only to realize he was only wearing his pants, his upper half exposed for all to see.

He smiled apologetically as he helped her pick up the sheets she had dropped. ''Sorry about that,'' he said. ''Can you show me the bath chamber, please? ''

The girl quickly nodded before spinning on her heels and leading him there. Archer followed behind with an honest smile while scanning the inn to see if Aeris and Lucrezia were okay. He noticed that they were still sleeping, and he had enough time to wash.

Rowan showed him to his destination without meeting his gaze. When they arrived, the girl bowed before rushing off to complete her work, causing him to chuckle at her bright red face.

He stepped into the bath chamber, greeted by a wave of steam that shrouded him like a warm embrace. After standing there for a few seconds, he took off his pants and eased himself in as the hot water washed over him.

Archer leaned back and closed his eyes, savoring the tranquil moment as he soaked in the bath's soothing warmth. An hour passed in blissful relaxation before he finally emerged from the water.

Once he had dried himself off, he put on some fresh clothes before leaving the bath chamber and entering the hallway. He observed people passing by but soon spotted Mary bustling about, helping other patrons.

When catching sight of him, a broad smile lit up her face, and a blush tinged her cheeks. ''Morning, Arch,'' she greeted, her eyes sparkling. ''How was the bath?''

"It was enjoyable," he replied before approaching the grey-

haired woman. "I wish you were there, though."

Sliding his hand around her waist, he pulled her into a kiss, which she eagerly reciprocated before breaking away abruptly.

"People are coming," she whispered with a smile as her green eyes gleamed.

With a sway in her step, Mary headed toward the stairs just as a group of adventurers emerged from two rooms. One of the men grumbled in annoyance as he stood in their way, his eyes lingering on Mary's juicy behind, which was jiggling.

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