Watching Aura's fingers moving inside Zephyr's shorts, everyone who noticed the sight was too shocked to acknowledge it and decided to hurry up their bathing process. Even Audrey, who wanted to lure Rudy with her body, was too stunned and in a rush, so she cleaned herself and decided to leave early, feeling upset.

Freya and Charlotte were the only ones from the hero's group who felt the need to glance twice at the sight, and although Rudy never noticed what was happening as he was on the far end, being right next to his mom and aunty's curvy bodies, he too decided that it was best for him to leave before the pain in his groin got too bad. Roxanne, who, unlike the rest, was neither disgusted nor drawn by what was happening, whispered in complaint and kept washing her limbs.

"You don't have to do that stuff everywhere…"

Her voice, as hushed as it was, made it to the ears of the rest. Freya couldn't help but agree, and Charlotte was just too lost in thought of the young man's dick. Taking a bath with him and cleaning him with her hand, someone who was just her type–the mere thought had her salivating.

Even so, controlling her instincts, she followed the lead of the others and got out of the river not long after Roxanne. Being the only ones remaining, Valentine complained about the outward display of affection by the succubus for their husband, but Aura neither cared nor gave her any mind.

"That stuff should be reserved for a private room, you know?" Glyea complained while moving closer to her group.

Still being in the river, Freya listened quietly to what they said while also continuing to bathe.

"Whatever, miss perfect~." Rolling her eyes, Aura pressed her face against Zephyr's side and slowly pulled his shorts down his legs. Grabbing his dick in front of everyone, she pointed it at the knight and said. "Now drop the act and come, I'm gonna help master shoot his load all over your face."

Wide-eyed, Glyea turned head to Freya. The hero's mother was still standing not too far from them, but the deep red flush on her cheeks was a clear indication of just how much she'd heard and felt. Feeling too awkward to move, however, Freya remained–acting oblivious to it all as if not recognizing what was going on would make her invisible to them all.

"Cecilia!" Squeezing her fists, Okio slapped Aura's hand away from Zephyr. "Enough, have some shame. The bedroom is one thing; out in the open is another."

"Exactly," Valentine affirmed further.

"You're both boring." Aura shot back, making a whirring sound through her lips. "I love him, and everyone knows, so why can't I show him off?"

"Custer, say something…" Heaving a sigh, Glyea relied on Zephyr to clear the air.

However, having been through this same issue countless times with his wives, Zephyr decided drop his shoulders and began walking towards Freya instead. Holding his hand up, he left the girls to sort the chaos amongst themselves.

"Freya, let's get back." A wise choice, given how much drama amongst women caused a man trouble–he'd saved himself from being pushed from both sides. And pushing the girls did that too angrily. First, it was simply an argument, and then hands were laid on each other until they fell in the water, and on came the catfights.

Ignoring the undressing done by the girls, the tugging on each other's underwears, and throwing it everywhere until the entire group was nearly naked in a matter of a few seconds since Zephyr had left, the girls wrestled with each other, although Aura and Valentine held back quite a bit.

"Are they going to be okay?" Freya asked the young merchant, her eyes blinking at the crowd tugging each other's hair, legs, and everything that they could grab and pull. "Shouldn't you try to calm them down?"

Turning around, Zephyr gave the girls a single glance and knew that this had already gotten out of hand.

"Believe me, it's best to let them fight and tire themselves. If I jump in to stop them, things will only get worse."

"Uhm… If you say so."

And with that, the two decided to return to their tents. On their way back, however, with nobody in sight, Zephyr moved closer to the milf and placed a hand on her hips. Freya's eyes widened, and her soul nearly jumped out of her skin. Quickly looking around, she made sure nobody was watching, and although she wanted to move his hand next, she actually didn't do anything.

The squeezing of her hips by his fingers right around the region where her panties dug into her flesh sent a shiver and a tingle up her spine. Setting more expectations in her heart, she followed as Zephyr walked towards his tent. Ignoring her own, Freya walked inside his and stood in silence as the fiend looked around for his clothes.

"I'm sorry about what happened back there," Zephyr apologized, his body bent in front of the milf and his cock finally slipping out through the end of his shorts.

Eyeing his dick that now hung low by his legs, Freya swallowed hard and whispered in recognition of Zeph's words.

"It's okay, I think…" Flustered red, she felt her chest tighten, and her nipples get harder for the first time since that day with Zeph. Getting to have another look at his rock-hard penis almost felt like a dream, but at the same time, she'd sworn not to repeat that mistake.

"I should go–"

"Can you help me with something?" Cutting her off, Zephyr dropped his shorts and revealed those big, hefty balls hanging from his hips. Not at all expecting to see it all bare, every muscle in Freya's body stiffened up in an instant.

"Y-yeah?" She huffed, gulping anxiously once more.

Slowly turning around with his cock rising up as it got harder and harder, Zephyr looked her in the eye and asked only once.

"Help me with…" Grabbing his cock, he wagged it up and down, and while doing so, it slapped Freya right in her pussy lips. She flinched to the touch, but didn't complain one bit. "I can't go out of my tent like this, and with those girls fighting, I can't really have one help me as the other might get jealous."

Taking a deep breath as his words slowly registered in her head, Freya gave him a nod and slowly approached the fiend.

"Sure… It can't be helped," she said, trying to convince herself that she was only doing it to help.

Yet deep in her heart, the torch of her desire was burning like a furnace. And right now, after that love tap against her clit, that flame was burning brightest between her birthing hips.

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