[11:24]Runia Braxen: (Hello there! Sorry for cutting it short yesterday! If you'd like to continue, we could!)
[11:25]Chief Urbosa: [Sure, that sounds good to me!]
[11:25]Runia Braxen: (Cool!)
[11:33]Carmita jennard connected.
[11:38]*Runia Braxen once she had been pushed back, Runia let out a small grunt due to falling onto her ass from the sudden push. Her body bounced and wobbled from the landing, her breasts bounced, her ass squished against the floor as Runia could only look up at the warrior still, without saying a word, and seeing that massive cock of hers already rise for a second round. It elicited a small smile from the enormous bovine, happy to see her ready to go.

Runia picked her giant frame off the ground. She could feel it now that she wasn’t focused on sucking cock. Her nethers were burning up with want and need, her leather thong soaked from the excitement Runia was experiencing. That had to be handled and so, Runia went ahead and hooked her thumbs around the leather undergarment and pushed down, a few thick and gooey strings of her arousal could be seen connected from her pussy to the descending thong. The strings suddenly snapped as the thong went past her knees and dropped to the floor, where she kicked the clothing away, her hairy, sweaty pussy on full display to the Gerudo. Eager to take on that fat, throbbing cock of hers.

Runia stepped forward and grabbed hold of the woman’s shoulders and pushed her down, forcing her to sit down on the floor with that giant brown appendage sticking up straight into the air. Runia only looked down, no words came from her but a grin and a lick of her lips was seen. She got into a better position, slowly descending on down to her knees and position the throbbing giants head right against her hair nethers as it sent a tingly feeling through her body, biting her lower lip. She slowly slipped the tip in, shuddering a bit as her chubby lips spread apart for the massive monster, making its way deeper and deeper into the pink, warm, wet caverns..

[11:47]*Chief Urbosa is frozen where she leans. Back pressed against the wall as she catches her breath. Cock twitching, dripping, and pulsing with wanton heat. All the while the warrior's gaze wanders the woman openly once more. The energy that sparked between them was like a swirling storm. Burning them both up as they sought to curl around the other and writhe with the pleasures of the flesh. She had barely started to pull herself from the wall, watching with the gaze of a predator as Runia divests herself of her ruined leather thong. The material is shining, soaked, and stained with her scent. It fills the air as she throws it aside. Brandishing her bullish, boiling cunt. The hairs are matted with her wetness. The flesh puckered and flush with heat. Gods the woman smelled wonderful. Even from where she stood she could smell her and it made that hunger in her belly burn that much stronger.

She was moving to capture her once more when she found herself grabbed. The taller being pushing her back. Flaunting a superior physical strength one would expect from a woman like her. Using it to its fullest to drop the champion to the floor with a small grunt and a growl of heated, carnal frustration. They continued to be silent. Words pointless. They both knew what they wanted from the other. They ached for the touch. The completion and joy the fucking to come would bring. She did not struggle. Not yet. Instead, she reached for those hips. Steadying them as a grin stretches her lips. The first touch was like electricity. A shiver and a growl escapes her. Those plump, musky lips spreading over her. Sinking with their mutual assistance. Stretching her. Reshaping her. Filling her. Connecting them together as that cock drove deeper and deeper. Down until their coiling, thick pubic mounds were crushed together in a brutal, tangled kiss. 

[12:01]*Runia Braxen a low growl erupted from deep within the woman’s throat, eyes closed upon feeling the entire thing enter her. She could feel each pulse, throb, twitch, and rub it made against her velvety soft inner walls. The walls themselves quivered, clenching and gripping itself around the massive, musky behemoth. Runia did not move for the time being, instead she let it sit there, gyrating her hips slowly and just held onto the Gerudo’s shoulders, enjoying the feeling of being so filled and spread by the enormous fuckpole. She could feel the heat from her loins sated while it sat inside, it was what she was craving for, what that wild side of hers wanted. It was clearly apparent from the woman’s excitement dripping over the cock, dribbles of her arousal fell onto the Gerudo’s matted, sweaty, musky, spit covered pubic mound, now adding another fluid to the mix as well as dripping down lower and over Urbosa’s heavy, full and round orbs.

Runia took in a deep breath, the woman opening her eyes to about half way while her head tilted down to look at the Gerudo. She was going to take her time and enjoy this part. When she did look, it seemed like her wild side was somewhat sated, but not for long. The giant bovine woman stopped the gyration of her hips, beginning to lift them and slowly untangle their wet, matted, musky and sweaty pubic mounds while she rose. The wet sounds of the mighty gerudo cock slipping past the plush lips of the bovine filled the room, it sounded like a slow and steady slurp that was music to Runia’s ears. She pulled her hips back far enough to where only the spongy tip of the cock was still inside and she glanced down. That mighty pole glistened with her juices, spit shined prior to perfection. Runia only nodded once before slamming her hips back down, once again colliding with Urbosa’s and once again tangling the pubic mounds once more and she began to grind and gyrate her hips against the warrior, letting out a slow and deep moan in the process before starting it all over again and creating a slow rhythm to better appreciate the pleasures they were sharing.

[12:13]*Chief Urbosa committed every detail she felt to memory as they tangled and twisted around the other. The feel of those soft, silken walls wrapping around her. The way they squeezed and stroked her flesh by itself was exquisite. Flaunting the tightness of her body. flaunting her strength. The pleasure they felt. It was mind numbing. It was breath taking, and it had her wanting more. Those wanton hips. Wide and enticing rolled and rocked. Their flesh kissed. Sliding back and forth against the other. The pulsing spire of decadent pleasure ground and scraped the walls of her womanhood. Moulding it to the best of the warrior's ability. Coupled and holding to the other. Savoring and adjusting to the other.

Then, Runia moved. Those powerful hips drew back. Rising up. The cock it had wrapped around was glistening. Polished and left shining. The prominent veins wrapping around it visibly danced with the excited thrum of her excited heart. Then, after a moment of mutual appreciation they came together. This time, it was quick and deep. Their flesh slapped together. The air rent with the sound as it grew heated. The musk of sex flooding the air around them. Drawing mutual moans and groans from them. Hands clinging to her hips. Sinking into the curve of her ass as they rolled and rocked against the other. Finally, she broke the silence with a single drawn out word. 

[12:13]Chief Urbosa: [shit]

[12:17]*Chief Urbosa committed every detail she felt to memory as they tangled and twisted around the other. The feel of those soft, silken walls wrapping around her. The way they squeezed and stroked her flesh by itself was exquisite. Flaunting the tightness of her body. flaunting her strength. The pleasure they felt. It was mind numbing. It was breath taking, and it had her wanting more. Those wanton hips. Wide and enticing rolled and rocked. Their flesh kissed. Sliding back and forth against the other. The pulsing spire of decadent pleasure ground and scraped the walls of her womanhood. Moulding it to the best of the warrior's ability. Coupled and holding to the other. Savoring and adjusting to the other.

Then, Runia moved. Those powerful hips drew back. Rising up. The cock it had wrapped around was glistening. Polished and left shining. The prominent veins wrapping around it visibly danced with the excited thrum of her excited heart. Then, after a moment of mutual appreciation they came together. This time, it was quick and deep. Their flesh slapped together. The air rent with the sound as it grew heated. The musk of sex flooding the air around them. Drawing mutual moans and groans from them. Hands clinging to her hips. Sinking into the curve of her ass as they rolled and rocked against the other. Finally, she broke the silence with a single drawn out word.

"Fuck~"

She could not take it any more. As much as she wanted for the bovine beauty to ride and control the fury of their fucking. The warrior could not be complacent. She hooks her powerful hands beneath the taller woman's knees, and with a practiced grace she would transition from Runia on top to her pressed on her back. Hips lifted. Folded back with the warrior towering over her. Cock planted into her at the hilt. Grinding and bouncing. Those heavy, hanging churning cum-factories clapped against her. Flexing, and pulsing. Dribbling the heat of her precum deep into her already flooded depths. It was her turn to hold the reins and Urbosa was going to enjoy every inch of her~

[12:26]*Runia Braxen eyes went wide at the sudden flip of positions now with Runia on her back and Urbosa up top, slapping and cramming her cock away deep into her womanhood. But this was alright with Runia, even a smile had made its way onto her face while she looked on at the warrior pounding her hole. Her inner walls doing their best to clench and grasp, to massage and squeeze the throbbing intrusion, almost as if acting naturally on its own really. With each loud clap the skin mashing together made, a shiver was sent over Runia’s body by the intense pleasure, heat, and feeling she was experiencing. Her toes curled and wiggled around, small heated pants of pleasure came from the bovine as she tossed her head gently left and right.

For this moment now, she would let Urbosa have control of the situation, it felt good to relax and just rut to be honest. Every little thing that was happening to them only served to heighten the pleasure. The slapping of the warrior’s balls against her mighty, tanned and plump asscheeks, the feeling of the wet and matted pubic hair mashing together whenever Urbosa thrust the mighty spear she called a cock deep into her sopping wet snatch.

The way the sounds came out from said pussy, slurping, slapping, and other wet sounds. The way her body rocked forward and back in a rhythmic bounce in tune with the warrior’s powerful hips, her enormous and soft breasts bouncing about, her tanned and toned body rippled a bit with each time she got speared by the woman’s cock it only made her more and more aroused and wild, making her practically gush out pussy juice over the woman’s nethers, soaking most of her lower body now that she took control.

[12:34]*Chief Urbosa chest pumped air like a bellows of a furnace. The fire that burned in her body grew hotter and stronger with each movement. Their juices, plentiful and mixing over flowed. Spilling out in a musky cocktail that filled the air. Burning the nose and clawing at the mind. It was the smell of a rut. A heat that neither could control nor desire to. They moved with the nimbleness of sentient creatures but the power and desire of beasts who wanted only one thing. To fuck. To satiate the desire that filled them. To claim and be claimed. To make a mark that would not be forgotten, and yet it was more that could not be explained. Not that the warrior could even with a clear mind. No, she simply enjoyed it. The rush. The pleasure. Everything about it, and she wanted more. She wanted her, and she would not be denied.

Those powerful, war honed hips rose. Dragging that sodden spire of brutish delight from her gushing grip. The air filled with the sound of it. That soft, slick slurp of wet suction. Beads of their mutual lust dripping from them. Pooling and forming a growing puddle beneath them. Slamming hard into her once before leaning down. Fingers clawing at her legs and calves. "Mine." She would whisper before biting at her jaw and neck. Her flesh sweet and salty. The taste exquisite. Then, properly and earnestly began to fuck the woman. Short rolling thrusts that began to quickly build. Scratching and digging. Working higher and harder. The air filling with the renewed clap of flesh..

[12:35]Chief Urbosa: [I'm loving this]

[12:36]Runia Braxen: (Great to hear!)

[12:47]*Runia Braxen could not contest what Urbosa had whispered to her because indeed, for this moment, Runia was hers. She could only smile and even chuckle a bit even, not because it was funny, but because it was true for the moment. Though her thought process was suddenly interrupted by the scratching and the biting of her salty, sweat soaked skin. It elicited a small and sharp gasp since she wasn’t prepare for it, but soon erupted into another low groan and moan, even tossing her head over to the side to allow for Urbosa to bite and lick and suck or do whatever she wanted to, to her neck. It was all a pleasure-based blur for Runia anyway. Her body was extremely hot, aroused and wanting of Urbosa to stuff her huge cock into. Her mind was racing and in a constant pleasure buzz from everything that was around her. Her heart was racing fast and Urbosa could feel it via the inside of her sopping wet pussy. Her eyes bounced around her surroundings in a daze neither there nor here.

Her lust was being sated, she didn’t know what to do or say really since she let Urbosa take the helm for now, but it seemed like she didn’t have to do or say anything. Her body was seemingly acting on its own, moving its hips when it could, smashing skin against skin, burying the warrior’s bone as deep as she could each time. Once again, she was craving a certain something, a certain white and sticky and gooey, thick substance that she loved. Runia was calm and enjoying the heat between the two, the lust, the sex, the sounds, everything was making her mind filled with pleasure and only made her gushing snatch gush out even more onto the warrior’s pelvis and the pool building up beneath.
[12:50]Chief Urbosa: [Shit. Now it is my turn to cut it short. You'd think you'd be able to get some peace and quiet on a Sunday at least.]

[12:51]Chief Urbosa disconnected.