Holo sat in the holding room of the trading company, secretly hoping that Lawrence would ditch her and use the profits to buy the shop he had always wanted. Despite everything, she realized that she really only wished for Lawrence to be happy.

Lawrence had proposed the idea to her only the day before. The strange hooded woman who had been at the ground floor of their inn had hatched the plan. She struck Holo as suspicious and untrustworthy. Holo accepted the plan without hesitation.

Which was why Holo was shocked as Lawrence appeared at the holding room a few hours (and one burghers' rebellion) later. She was shocked at his arrival and horrified at the state of his body—Lawrence was bleeding from his head, and he looked like he was in great pain.

"Nushio…"

"Holo."

"Why are you here? Did you call off the deal?"

"Nah, it went wrong."

"What!?"

"Holo, Eve only cares about money. She's a true merchant through and through. Trust me, neither of us want to have anything to do with her."

"So what about the money? What about the inn!?"

Lawrence looked back towards the door to the holding room.

"How do you think I got them to let me in?"

Holo's eyes filled with tears, and she immediately got up and gave Lawrence a solid whack across the face.

"Idiot! Do you know what you've done!? You gave away a free building for your shop! The sh-shop you've always wanted! W-Why would you do that!?"

"I don't want to go on alone…Holo, for a long time, when I closed my eyes I used to only see me standing in front of that shop. Now I can only see me standing in front of that shop with you."

Holo's eyes began to water. His words were incredibly sappy, but they worked. She grabbed him by the arm as they stepped out of the trading house and ran through the streets of Lenos.

The two of them quickly made their way to the inn, where the old man who used to own the place was already gone. Holo was still in a fury, marching up the stairs as fast as she could and dragging Lawrence along with her, forgetting that he was injured, only able to focus on the woman who had robbed them as they made their way back to the room.

"Nushio, it looks like we're not going to part ways just yet."

"Nope. Definitely not."

"We have some unfinished business."

"Yep."

"We're going after that bitch and getting our money back!"

Lawrence nodded as he plopped down on the bed.

"Well, Eve is heading down the river to the port city to sell that fur. So if we want to find her, we'll have to do the same."

Holo nodded. "So. Let's go by boat."

Lawrence nodded. "Let's go by b—agh…"

Lawrence winced and let out a moan of pain as he clutched his arm. Holo's eyes widened as she remembered that her companion was injured. Somehow, she had forgotten in her rush. Perhaps she had raged at Eve to distract herself.

Holo grasped Lawrence and tried to make him lie on the bed. "You can rest for a bit, nushio. There's no need to rush."

"They're leaving right now, Holo! The docks are probably already filled with merchants trying to get their fur out of here."

"Nushio, you're hurt!"

"I'm fine, honest!"

"You're the kind of person who hides their pain. If it hurts enough for you to show it, then it's bad."

Lawrence began to stand up. "Holo, I'm—"

"I said get down on the bed!"

Lawrence shut up and complied, suddenly cowed by Holo's commanding voice. Holo then knelt down, grasping at Lawrence's clothes.

"Seriously! How can we even thinking of going out like this! This is ridiculous. Nushio, take this all off, it's dirty! We can wash them in the next town. At least put something clean on."

Holo gripped and grasped at Lawrence's shirt, and while Lawrence tried to comply, he found Holo's intervention more of a hindrance than a help. It took far longer than it should have for him to get his shirt off, and Holo almost seemed to sob as she saw all of his bruises and wounds.

"At least take some time to rest. Seriously! Nushio, this isn't a laughing matter."

"Look, Holo, these aren't serious. You can see for yourself!"

Lawrence raised up his arm, forcing Holo to glance some more at it. They really weren't too serious, but they still looked bad, and they definitely hurt.

"You're still hurt, nushio! Stop it! Why are you trying to get up? You don't even have your shirt on now, what are you doing!? I said lie down and rest, nushio!"

Holo was now very angry, her nose bunched up and her fangs showing. Lawrence stared at Holo's angry face and began to blush. Holo turned back to Lawrence, trying to clean him up as he lay there, and noticed his enormous erection towering through the loose folds of his pants, the fabric at the very peak of the tower already damp and dark with pre-cum.

Holo blushed as well. Her entire body began to flush, her limbs tingling and sending a wave of pleasure through her nerves down into the core of her body, between her legs. She blushed as she realized how badly she had wanted to see Lawrence topless, to the point that she had nearly torn off his shirt. She could feel her nipples becoming rigid, and her asshole began to clench slightly as she let out a slick, wet queef.

Holo was now drooling slightly, and she licked her lips as she massaged Lawrence's chest.

"Um…nushio…you need to relax, OK?"

Holo began to breathe heavily as her hands wandered down Lawrence's body. Lawrence accepted this passively, watching as Holo tried very badly to hide the fact that she was wandering down to his crotch. The wooden floorboards began to be stained with the steady stream that was dripping between her legs, and Holo's face was now completely red, her eyes glazed over with lust, as she began to pull back the fabric covering Lawrence's shaft.

The door suddenly burst open as a familiar blonde pettanko and a tall, busty black-haired girl barged in.

"Lawrence-sama! You're hurt!?"

"We couldn't help overhearing from the other side of the walls, master."

"Please let us help out, Holo!"

"Yes, please!"

Nora and Diana suddenly turned to Holo. She stared at them in shock, having temporarily forgotten their very presence in the traveling party. She nodded awkwardly, unsure what else she was supposed to say or do.

Nora and Diana immediately noticed Lawrence's boner. The two of them pulled Lawrence's pants down and then got up on the straw mattress on either side of him.

"Lawrence-sama-a-a-a-a-a-a-a, how long have you had this boner?"

"If all that blood is rushing down there, no wonder there isn't any left for your wounds, master."

Nora and Diana smiled, their faces flushed and their eyes glinting, as they both began to kiss Lawrence's erection. Holo began to simmer with frustration as she remembered exactly why she loathed these two girls.

However, she said nothing. She'd already said that she didn't mind their presence, and this of all times was not the time to change her mind. So, instead, she decided to leave the room and distract herself packing.

…

"Is everything packed already? That's really amazing, Holo!"

The two girls nodded and giggled in agreement with Lawrence.

Holo stared at Lawrence, who had at last switched into clean clothes. "Why aren't you resting, nushio?"

"Oh. Well, for some reason, I feel a lot better already."

Holo gave him and the two girls a death glare. "I'm sure you do."

…

Holo glanced at the diminutive boy sitting next to her. He looked like a miniature version of Lawrence, with the same pale, silver hair, but also large blue-green eyes and an innocent, hairless face. His name was Col Todd, and he was a former student of canon law. They'd found him at port caught in some trouble with some guards. Lawrence had bailed him out and paid for his passage, which was how he had ended up on their ship.

Col had been conned into spending what little money he had left on a sheaf of old papers in an attempt to earn enough money to pay the next term's tuition. He'd hoped to sell them off later, thinking they were valuable documents, but they turned out to be nothing but receipts. For some god-forsaken reason, Lawrence thought they were interesting anyway. Col knew nothing about being a merchant, and he paid attention to Lawrence's analysis of the receipts with great interest. Holo knew enough about receipts and figures to know that it was all very boring, so she just yawned and stared off into space.

The boat ride was taking longer than was hoped for. Lawrence was still focused on the receipts. Very focused on the receipts. More focused on them than on the chase for Eve, and more focused on them than on Holo herself. This made Holo furious, and she stormed over to the other side of the boat and refused to speak with Lawrence for the rest of the ride. Instead, she decided to talk to the young boy.

"Hey, boy, are you really sure about associating with nushio?"

"Hm?"

"You were studying church law, weren't you? And it seems like you're quite serious about it too…"

Holo glanced over at Lawrence, who was holding Nora and Diana close in each arm. They had succeeded in doing what Holo could not: distract him from the receipts, which now lay to the side.

"Boy, you know the nature of their relationship, right?"

Col stared at Nora and Diana as well.

"…I can guess, miss."

"Does the Church tolerate that?"

Col looked over again at Lawrence and the two girls, who were now being very affectionate with him.

"It's frowned upon."

Holo smirked.

"But he is single, so it's not nearly as bad as if he were married."

Holo's face darkened. This sounded a lot like Lawrence's justification back when Nora first joined. But at least Col didn't personally approve, and she was satisfied with that.

Holo eventually fell asleep, waking up hours later to a violent jolt and the sight of a bunch of oarsmen and merchants onshore pulling on ropes at something that was obstructing the waterway up ahead. It was a capsized boat, and the wreck was bad enough that the entire river was blocked up.

As it was now obvious that no one was going anywhere anytime soon, Holo and everyone else on the boat got off. Holo stared in Lawrence's direction and decided to continue ignoring him. She wanted a full apology for being so brusquely ignored for a bunch of receipts.

Holo walked over to the capsized boat. Everyone was off the boat, and they had all moved their stuff off, too. In addition to merchants who had snapped up fur in Lenos, this boat was also carrying plenty of other passengers, including a group of traveling musicians that was sitting by the riverbank.

Holo glanced back at Lawrence, stuck her nose up in the air, and headed over to this new group. She didn't know anybody there, but there were some women in this group. Holo sat down, confident that at the very least, they wouldn't be talking about receipts. One of the girls from the traveling minstrel group sidled up to Holo.

"Hey, there."

She was slender and tall, wearing a long green dress that fell down to her ankles and a woolen shawl across her shoulders. Her long auburn hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She appeared to be one of the dancers for the group, since she was decked out in shining bronze and gold bracelets, with a thin gold diadem across the top of her forehead.

Holo felt her face grow hot as she glanced at this girl. The girl glanced back, her lips curling ever so slightly, her tongue licking the corner of her mouth, as she gazed at Holo. The musician girl smiled and then looked behind Holo at Lawrence and Col, who were talking to the shipowner.

"Boyfriend troubles?"

Holo frowned. "He's not my boyfriend."

"Oh. Good."

The musician girl smiled and moved slightly closer to Holo, batting her eyelashes as she smiled and placed her hand on top of Holo's.

…

"You fucked up, mate."

The ship captain tried not to laugh.

"What? What are you talking about?"

The two turned their backs to Lawrence, shaking their heads as Col gave a sigh of pity. Lawrence had no idea what the captain meant, and he was none the wiser after asking them for advice about Holo. He looked over to the riverbank, where Holo was sitting and chatting with a cute girl from the other ship.

…

"You fool."

Holo began laughing loudly as she placed her arms around Lawrence's neck and sat down on his lap, grinning as she held her mouth close to Lawrence's face.

"You'd have been angry too if you were me, wouldn't you? Well, then, show me how sorry you are."

Holo wasn't completely ready to forgive Lawrence yet. Yet, as all the passengers from both boats lay on the riverbank, dancing and singing and drinking around a giant bonfire, it seemed that Holo was more in the mood to tease now.

Holo held her hands up to Lawrence's face and pushed him aside; she was not at all sober anymore. Leaping up from the ground, she joined the crowd of people who were now dancing around the fire.

As soon as she stepped up to the makeshift stage that had been built around the bonfire, Holo felt her hand being grasped by a familiar figure.

"Hey there, cutie."

It was the musician girl she had been talking to earlier. She smiled as she pulled Holo across the stage. The girl was beautiful, the loud, metal bangles she wore on her wrists and ankles shimmering and sparkling in the glowing firelight.

The two of them glided across the stage, to the cheers of an audience that lapped up the sight of two beautiful girls dancing together. Holo stared into the beautiful dancer girl's eyes. The dancer girl stared back.

Holo had stripped away the tunic that normally covered her features. Her tail was now flying out from underneath her top, her ears clearly exposed. The crowd assumed them to be decorations, like the dancer girl's loud and glamorous golden bangles.

Holo could feel her body become flushed. The two of them moved as one, and she could feel the vital energy of their dance streaming between their fingers. As she gazed on this beautiful girl's body, Holo could feel something strange welling up inside her body. She could feel her chest and her loins getting tighter now, and as the girl glanced back, it was clear that she reciprocated.

The dancer girl pulled Holo in closer, grabbing her by the arm. The girl moved in closer, smiling and licking her lips as she brushed her hand against the small of Holo's back. Their bodies were now nearly touching, and they floated across the stage as one. The crowd began to cheer and wolf-whistle at the two girls and their clearly erotic dance. The musician girl now gazed hungrily at Holo, her tongue flickering at the corner of her mouth, her hands traveling down Holo's waist. Holo could feel her thighs becoming damp as she took in the hot smell of sweat and burning smoke. The dancer girl's hazel eyes now flashed bright gold, and she smiled as she closed in on Holo, her hands traveling down Holo's back.

Suddenly, the music ended. The dancer girl pulled away, winking and blowing a kiss at Holo as she flitted away, leaping off from the stage as she rejoined her musician friends to the side.

…

Holo stumbled, drunk, away from the fire. She wanted nothing more than to rest now. She tottered along past the scattered groups of people, most of whom were passed out, before approaching a familiar mass lying spread out on the grass. Nudging her head against Lawrence's cheek, Holo fell asleep, spreading her body almost completely on top of her companion.

She was rudely awoken barely minutes later by two figures that knocked her away. Barely even noticing her, Nora and Diana unceremoniously shoved her aside as they began stripping Lawrence and tearing off his pants. Giggling, the two girls began to fellate him as he slept, giggling even more as he began to stir. Holo scurried away in disgust, her tail bristling, as she got up and stormed away just as Lawrence woke up.

Holo traipsed through the grass, kicking the ground and leaving divots in her wake. She went to the only other place she was familiar with, the dying bonfire, and prepared to lie back down just as a hand that felt somewhat familiar grasped her by the shoulder.

It was the cute minstrel girl.

She was just as drunk as Holo, and a lascivious smile was plastered across her face.

"Hey, cutie. You remember me, don't you?"

"Y-You're the hot musician girl that I was dancing with."

"Uh-huh! And y-yooou're the cute wolf girl!"

The girl leapt forward and fell on top of Holo in the grass. She pinned Holo down on the ground, straddling Holo's lap as she brushed her fingers across Holo's cheek. The sexy dancer girl lay down on top of Holo, caressing her face as she sniffed Holo's neck. Her body pressing down on Holo, her small breasts pressing Holo's chest, Sexy Dancer Girl leaned down, her golden eyes shimmering, as she stared straight into Holo's eyes.

"Are you scared?"

She was no longer smiling, but completely serious as her hand lay across Holo's breasts. Holo stared up at Dancer Girl. She was already rubbing her loins against Holo's legs, her lean, flexible body snaking across Holo's stomach and chest. Holo stared up at the girl with the flushed face, who was panting heavily and dripping with sweat and who was gazing down at her.

"No."

The girl leaned in closer. Holo touched her face as she lifted her head up, and they kissed.

Holo could feel her entire body shake and her loins burn. Her nose took in the thick, sweaty odor of the beauty who was now on top of her. Holo ran her nose down the girl's neck, moaning, as her hands clasped tightly around the girl's waist. She had never seriously thought about women this way, and yet, for some reason, as Holo lay in the grass here with a very aggressive beauty who had been flirting with her all day, she was the one who was ripping off clothing and taking the lead.

The dancer girl smiled at this new girl's unexpected aggressiveness, lying on the grass and grinning as she stared at Holo's flushed face.

Holo glared back and began kissing the girl on her neck and collarbone, her hands still gripping her tightly by the hips. The dancer girl had shapely, small, pale breasts, about the same size as Holo's. Her stomach was thin and flat, smooth except for her abdominal muscles, which were flat and toned abs, gentle raised mounds rippling along her stomach.

Holo continued pulling back this girl's dress, uncovering her bare legs. As expected of such a skilled dancer, the minstrel girl had long and smooth, pale, slender legs. Her crotch was glistening, with an engorged pink slit crowned by velvety, dark brown hair.

Holo ran her fingers along the girl's thighs and calves. They were warm and supple, their scent inviting. The scent got stronger as she traveled down the girl's legs, until finally, she grasped both of the girl's ankles, and she could smell the well-worn leather of her shoes.

Holo pulled them off to reveal the girl's flexible, pink feet. Holo began to play with the pair of feet she held in her hands, massaging them and caressing the shapely, long toes, which were rich and well-formed like dewdrops. The dancer girl glanced at Holo, giggling at Holo's fascination with her feet, and curled her toes as she wiggled them.

Holo suddenly felt a rush of desire as she grabbed the dancer girl's feet and began to suck on them, her pussy quivering and aching as she absorbed the pungent sour taste of her toes. Holo's face turned red, her entire body shaking, as she began obsessively to kiss the minstrel girl's feet, her lips gliding across the girl's soles. Their scent was powerful, pleasurable, and Holo began to fall in love with this girl's long, pleasant legs. Her toenails were unusually clean and neat, her feet groomed and soft and erotic. Holo suddenly thought of the shepherd wench and her slutty leather sandals as she let out a loud, slippery queef.

Holo clutched the girl's toes, massaging them and fondling them tenderly. The musician girl began to moan erotically, as Holo's fingers swept across the balls of her feet and the warm, wet, rough surface of her tongue slid inside the sensitive spots underneath the dancer girl's toenails. The musician girl had a minor orgasm as her entire body seemed to light up, her most sensitive areas becoming wet and hard and hot as Holo licked her feet.

Holo got back up, her asshole and pussy both soaked with sweat and fluid, her body shaking with desire. She grabbed the minstrel girl by her legs and forced them apart, placing her fingers inside the girl's accommodating slit. Holo could feel the girl shudder, her back vibrating with each touch. Holo gritted her teeth and pressed in deeper, clutching the girl tighter by the waist, nibbling her on the neck, engrossed by the musky odor of the dancer girl's sweat.

Holo clenched her own body together as she ravaged the girl she was holding. She clutched the musician girl's breasts, clinging jealously to them. She unleashed her anger and her rage on this waifish little nymph, this unseemly girl who had foolishly turned her affections onto a god, a wise wolf. Holo let out a low and carnal growl as she dug her palms into the girl's crotch, and the musician girl began to sing out, her supple body tightening up, her legs crushing Holo's arm. The musician girl cried out, and Holo suddenly winced as thick coils of flesh pulled her in by the hand and fervent hot fluid sprayed out from her palms.

Holo let go, and the musician girl collapsed on top of her. Giggling, the girl grasped Holo by the neck and kissed her, moving her lips down Holo's neck and collarbone, her own pale hands grasping Holo's top as she tried to pull it off. Holo growled and smacked the girl on the head. The girl giggled and moved down Holo's torso, ignoring Holo's angry grunts. Finally, as she spread Holo's legs apart and stared at the enormous damp spot in Holo's pants, which was dripping with desire, Holo kicked her away with one final, frustrated cry.

The musician girl crawled back up to Holo, confused, as she was rejected once again. The musician girl finally accepted Holo's stubborn rejection and simply wrapped her hands around Holo's body as she settled in, cuddling against Holo's neck as she fell asleep.

Holo grabbed the musician girl by the hand and held it against her chest. She did not regret refusing the girl's advances. She didn't want any satisfaction of her own, only something to take her anger out on. Having satisfied herself with that, Holo gradually fell into a troubled, feverish sleep.

…

Holo woke up a few hours later. The sky was still black, but there was just the tiniest bit of light in the distance. She pulled Dancer Girl off her body and got up. Holo put her clothes back on and made her way towards Lawrence.

She stared at Lawrence, who was still pinned down by Nora and Diana, and wrinkled her nose. She eventually walked away from them and made her way toward the river bank. Col was already sitting there, studying. It seemed like he wasn't able to sleep either.

"At least you're on the straight and narrow."

Cole looked up at Holo in confusion. Holo sighed. She would sincerely miss this boy's company. It seemed he was the only person around who was not morally bankrupt.

Lawrence had woken up, and he approached the river bank, having finally put his clothes back on. Holo wrinkled her nose at first, but grudgingly let him sit next to them. The three of them chatted for the next half hour or so about Col's past, and for a little while, Lawrence almost seemed like a well-adjusted member of society rather than a sick deviant.

However, before they could talk any further, the capsized boat in the middle of the river suddenly began to give way to the building force of the stream. The entire camp was awoken by the noise, and everyone suddenly rushed to action as they hurried to stop the boat from drifting away.

Holo and Lawrence glanced at each other as they both began to get up as well.

"Holo…"

"Nushio…"

Holo grinned. She didn't feel so angry anymore. It seemed that they really were going to stay together, at least until they made it to Yoitsu.

However, right now, they were seriously behind in their hunt for Eve. This shipwreck had cost them almost half a day. If they wanted to have any chance of finding Eve before she ran away again, they couldn't rely on conventional means of transportation.

…

Holo and Lawrence told the captain that they were going back to Lenos as they left the riverbank camp. In reality, Holo was going to revert to her true form and run towards their destination as a wolf, something no one could know.

"Well, you know how it goes, nushio…"

Holo tried not to look at Nora or Diana. She sighed and began taking off her clothes as she prepared to change into her wolf form. She was almost done stripping when a darkened figure emerged from the distance, coming down the nearby hill that was meant to obscure them from view.

Their small traveling party instantly turned towards the figure, and slowly, they could make out a slender young girl with long, auburn hair tied in a ponytail wearing a long green ankle-length dress and a woolen shawl. Her golden and bronze bracelets and anklets shimmered in the sun, and a thin, golden diadem blazed across the top of her forehead.

It was the musician girl. Holo began to cover herself up as she recoiled.

"Y…You…What are you doing here!?"

The musician girl yanked Holo's arms away from her chest, licking her lips. "I'm so glad I caught up with you, Sexy Wolf Girl-chan!"

"W-Why are you here!?"

"So, that captain guy told me that you were going back to Lenos."

Holo stared at this girl in disbelief. Even if she was smitten with Holo, this was going too far.

"So, naturally, I came here because I want to know where you're really going."

The lesbian minstrel girl gave a smile that was a lot less innocent than it looked. Holo's body seized up, and her surroundings seemed to melt away.

The minstrel girl smiled again. "You see, there's no reason for two foreigners to want to go back to a city that's currently in civil unrest. I know you made up an excuse to head off so you could change into a wolf and head to wherever you're really going. I'm guessing you're in a rush, right? Our boat getting capsized slowed you down, didn't it?"

Lawrence raised his eyebrow. "Holo…did you blab to your new girlfriend?"

Holo froze up. "I…I, uh, don't have a clue! Y-You don't really think I'm a wolf, do you, silly girl! Those were just decorations! The tail and ears aren't real! Ha, ha, ha, HA!"

The minstrel girl shook her head, smirking. "Why'd you still have your 'decorations' on last night when we were naked and fucking?"

It seemed that the dancer girl had been doing some acting last night when she was "drunk." Lawrence began smirking as he struggled to hold back his laughter. Holo got mad, in utter disbelief that her companion didn't realize the gravity of their situation.

"NUSHIO!"

Holo grabbed the girl by the torso and restrained her as she called out to Lawrence.

"D-Don't just stand there! We've been caught! What do we do about this bitch!?"

Lawrence could barely hold back his laughter, and without even pretending to act concerned at all, said:

"I dunno. Let's kill her!"

The musician girl pretended to squirm. "No-o-o-o-o-o! Please don't, mister! I'm a poor defenseless girl who was just horny and looking for pussy last night! I didn't mean to find out about your big secret! Ple-e-e-e-e-ase don't kill me. Whatever could I do to make myself worth sparing?"

The girl laughed, and Lawrence laughed with her as a tent appeared between his legs. Holo stared in shock at the entire traveling party's utter nonchalance.

Sexy Dancer Girl took the opportunity to escape from Holo's grasp as she ran up to Lawrence. Dancer Girl shoved Lawrence to the ground as she straddled him, grinning as she rubbed her crotch against her "captor's" bulge.

Lawrence grabbed the musician girl's dress and pulled it off. Dancer Girl's beautiful features were even more prominent in the sunlight now. Her body was delicate and pale, her frame sprightly and thin, with slender shoulders and prominent collarbones and small shapely breasts with beautiful, hard nipples. Lawrence now took her by the neck, digging into it with his nose and lips as he laid his hands around her waist. Dancer Girl began to moan in between laughs, her cute, flirty voice becoming deeper and more subdued, her giggles melting into sensuous cries.

Dancer Girl began staring at Holo, grinning as she grasped Lawrence by the collar and kissed him. Holo was livid, her face red with fury and her crotch flushed and wet as she watched the beautiful dancer girl thrust her tongue down Lawrence's throat.

Sexy Dancer Girl now placed her hand under Lawrence's pants, creating a prominent, moving bulge between his legs. Holo was now beside herself with rage, barely holding herself back as she reminded herself not to be too rash.

Sexy Dancer Girl now pulled down Lawrence's pants and got down on her knees as she began to suck his dick. She shot some more glances back at Holo, smiling again as she pressed her lips against his cock, as she ran her tongue along her hairy underside of Lawrence's balls, and as she kissed his cock, her lips gently brushing his quivering tip.

And finally, Dancer Girl knelt on the ground with her mouth open as Lawrence came inside her, his cock swelling up as he pressed it halfway down her throat, his balls dangling against her chin.

Sexy Dancer Girl now crawled toward Holo, keeping her mouth wide open as she showed the inside of her mouth, luscious and inviting and dark, meaty pink, with semen clinging to every part of her mouth, coating her tongue, her teeth, her lips, and sticking to the back of her throat.

Sexy Dancer Girl then closed her mouth and swallowed before opening it up again, wiggling her ass as she slunk hungrily toward Holo, her eyes shimmering as she showed off her beautiful, long pink tongue.

Suddenly, Sexy Dancer Girl collapsed to the ground as Lawrence grabbed her by the legs and pulled her back as he spread her legs apart and exposed her underside. He stared at her woolly, flaxen hairs and her gentle, soft pink lips that glistened, swollen and quivering, and fucked her.

"OH-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-OHOHHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH! AHHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH-OH, OH, OH, OH, AGH, AGH, AGH, AGH, AGH, AGH, AGH, OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Lawrence pounded Sexy Dancer Girl's hips, as he mated with her, pummeling her with violent, thick slaps. He grabbed her by the waist, thrusting inside her until he finished with a loud grunt, nutting inside her as semen began dripping down between her legs. Sexy Dancer Girl's eyes began to roll up, and she began foaming at the mouth, her entire body tensing up as a thin dribble of vomit flowed from her mouth onto the ground.

Lawrence and Dancer Girl now rolled in the grass as they began to make out, strings of semen still hanging from the tip of Lawrence's flaccid cock. As he made out with her and tasted the contents of her stomach, his cock became hard again, and he got back up, lifting Dancer Girl's ass from the ground as he began to fuck her again.

Dancer Girl's tits bounced in the air, glistening with sweat, her nipples dark and rigid. Dancer Girl began to spasm, her eyes rolling up out of her head again as she squirted all over the grass. Lawrence gave his cock one last thrust as he came inside her again. He pulled out once again, his cock flaccid and covered in his own semen, as cum poured in a thick, milky stream from Dancer Girl's pussy.

Holo's crotch was drooling helplessly once again, her sphincter quivering involuntarily as she stared at Lawrence's semen-glazed cock and Dancer Girl's gaping, raw pussy. She still couldn't get used to the sight, and her entire body became pink and hot as her slit burned with desire.

After some time, Lawrence and Sexy Dancer Girl finally got up and put their clothes back on, finally acknowledging the rest of the traveling party. Sexy Dancer Girl winked and made a rather vulgar, suggestive gesture with her hands and mouth at Holo. Holo simply gave Sexy Dancer Girl a disgusted scowl as she looked over at Lawrence with an annoyed scowl and realized that, once again, there was going to be an addition to their group.

Also, Col joined them as well. He came down the hill a few minutes later.

...

I wanted to go over the whole LN series so I could look at all the cute girls. The dancer girl appears in Novel 6 in the series as a random character that Holo dances with. You can see her in one of the illustrations at the front of the book. She's the Zuihou-looking girl who's dancing with Holo in front of the fire. I included her so as to follow the principle of this series: if it moves, Lawrence is going to have sex with it ^_^