/////SandWitch victory scene [Titfuck] "Get into those robes and between those tits." hasCock
Pushing the witch onto her side, you wrestle the loose cloth around until you manage to bare her dusky skin to the desert [sun]light, contrasting the paleness of the sand--and most of all, revealing two pairs of hefty breasts. By Ingnam standards, she'd be stacked, [if (silly) {but this being Mareth, it had to be literally, with a pair of D-cups stacked above C-cups|at least D-cups on the first pair, and the second are only a bit smaller}].

[say:Animal,] she hisses, [if (isTaur || hasFur || hasScales) {[if (silly) {but that's only half-true at best|as though most Marethians don't look just like you}]|discontent with your impatience}]. Despite her expression, her nipples protrude firmly.

Following your instincts, you grope one of the desert woman's breasts, sinking your digits in. It's obviously soft, but there's more resistance than one might expect, explained swiftly by the inordinate leaking of milk from her teat. She moans all the more the harder you squeeze, coaxing out more than enough to satisfy a baby after mere seconds, but the life-giving liquid is left to flow over your fingers and between her breasts. An undercurrent of thirst rises to meet the scent of fresh milk.

[say:Do you hunger, [if (isUnderage) {child|brute}]? It isn't for you,] she says. But you're not interested in drinking--a reality [if (isnakedlower) {that should be clear by your [if (!isnaked) {attire leaving your [cockplural] free|apparent nudity}]|you make clear as you take off your [armor]}]. [if (isgoo) {In simple fashion, you spill yourself over her midsection, holding her down under your gooey mass|[if (cor > 33 && !tailLeg) {You push her firmly into the sand with your [foot]|[if (isTaur) {Being careful enough with her, you step forward and sit your haunches gently on her midsection|You move in close and gently lean her into the sand as you get into position}]. The witch catches her voice in her throat, left to silently eye up [eachcock]. [say:A hunger like a demon's,] she finally says.

[if (isday) {She should be more appreciative of you providing shade in the desert sun|Her warm breasts are a blessing in the cold desert night}]. At first you lay your [prickplural] haphazardly onto her milky pillows, but the slickness just about sucks you down between them, [if (cockWidth < 9) {completely }]enveloping your [if (multicock) {heaviest }]shaft. Wet, hot, and soft, it may as well be a pussy[if (cockLength > 10) {--one that can coddle even more of your length than a normal cunt can}]. [if (isTaur) {Given the position you're in, you [i:could] hump her blind, but you command her to hold her breasts together for a properly tight experience|The only thing missing is tightness, but your clasp your [hands] around her breasts and compress your [dickplural]}]; the added pressure squirts more milk out, coating your stomach and leaking plentiful lubricant. You [if (istaur) {adjust your front legs|lean}] and thrust! All four tits ripple on impact. And the lewd witch even moans! She may talk like she's judging you, but she's as perverse as anything else in this world.[if (!isTaur) { For good measure, you pinch a couple of those rigid, long nipples, and elicit a horny whine from her.}]

Your hips start to rock on simple instinct, starting with a light, sustainable pace, but as your [cockhead] brushes back and forth in this warm, milky valley, you feel a tingling impulse in your loins to move faster. [if (tailLeg) {Moisture builds lower on your tail, where surely no milk is getting, and it occurs to you her pussies are rubbing up against your scales, prompting you to wriggle it between her legs. |[if (hasPrehensileTail) {Your [tail] wags unconsciously, and as you thrust again, you slap your tail down without thinking, making the witch yelp in pleasure. Sticky residue clings to the appendage, and you look back and spot the moist stain of her pussy juice. She may be an enemy, but you aren't going to leave her completely unattended. You bend your tail, having to lift your [ass] off her a bit to angle it, then squeeze into one of her cunts as you sit back down. }]}]Gasps escape her and she can't stop writhing around. [if (isTaur) {Again|Holding back}], you tell her to press her boobs together[if (!isTaur) {, one pair in her hands and the other in yours}]. She takes a breath to collect herself and nods, keeping your makeshift onahole tight while you hump her.[if (cockLength > 8) { Your [cock longest] repeatedly bumps and rubs her face amid your rut, and perhaps this would bother your former assailant, but all you hear is a brief disgruntled start before it gets muffled by your member forcing its way into her open mouth. At least she can drink of the milk she's drenching you in.}]

[if (hasgooskin) {Slime congeals thickly in your belly|Heat builds in your muscles}]. The bouncing titflesh repels and drags you back. There's no restraint as you pound away for release, groaning, giving in to enjoy the experience. You crest the horizon and loose a sudden rope of cum [if (cockLength > 8) {down her throat[if (multicock) { and across her face}]|across her face}], followed by another, then weakening spurts that reduce in volume in time with your slowing hip-thrusts. [if (cumHighLeast) {By the time you've eased to a stop, the witch is sputtering from the flood streaking her deep tan in pale white }]Several breaths later, you stumble back up[if (!tailLeg && hasPrehensileTail) {, [tail] pulling wetly out of her pussy,}] and feel your [if (multicock) {penises dangle freely in the open air, their|penis dangle freely in the open air, its}] milk-drenched length cooling quickly in the breeze. [if (allowBaby) {You wonder how many babies you could feed just letting them lick your [dickplural] clean. }]It's not just your genitals--the milk got everywhere. A bath may be in order when you return to camp.