"Mmmhhh~!"

It was unusual to see Tharja in such a state. Only her darling Robin would ever get to see her like this. However, desperate times meant taking desperate measures. The so-called bandit agreed to get her the materials for her latest love potion if she put out. So, she bounced her phat ass on his lap. Every crash of their hips sent wobbles and ripples across her body that couldn't be contained in the nylon body suit she wore. Her tongue lolled out of her drooling maw as her eyes rolled back. The bandit hollered in pleasure as he was drained of yet another explosive load of cum from the mage's enchanted pussy. "Alright, I-I'll... get yer shit, just get off me."

Tharja simply slammed her phat, juicy ass back onto his cock and started to bounce again as she cast a spell to rejuvenate her new 'master'.