It took her a moment to remember she had a job to do. She had to milk this centaur dry dammit!
She began rippling her insides and pumping herself up and down, dragging her cunt over Fey's medial ring exposing the now slick with wet length back to the open air before dragging herself back down in long languid motions that drew desperate little noises from the centaur above.
Rina loved it, she loved making the centaur feel good, that was her doing that, stimulating the centaur in such a way, making her moan and mewl. Gods she loved it, she loved to give, she was a giver, she realised that now, she so desperately wanted to make Fey feel amazing, pulling and tugging the utmost pleasure she possibly could from the centaur.
"W-wait, Rina! Wait!"
Rina paused and looked up at the centaur above her.
"What is it? Do you want me to stop?"
"No, it's not that, its uhm, I'm going to c-cum, and the b-bag?
It took Rina a second to understand that she was talking about the Dimensional Bag.
"Oh, right"
She glanced down and realised that she had dropped the bag in her excitement. Looking around she spotted it lying on the ground aways away, unreachable.
The gnome was nearby, sitting on the tabletop still, her hand down her shorts, openly masturbating as she watched the two, she noticed Rina's gaze on her and raised an eyebrow barely slowing her hand's motion.
"You gonna give me a show or what girls?"
Rina pressed her lips together. She had become decidedly more used to having people watch her during sexual activities in the last few days but the gnome's taking advantage was a little much.
She nodded at the bag.
"I need the bag, could you fetch it for me."
Flora paused at that and glanced at the bag and then back at Rina. A strange look passed over her face before she slowly pulled her hand from her shorts.
"Sure, I can help. No problem…"
"Good. "
Rina turned back to the centaur, rolling her tail and hips, keeping Fey near the edge. When she turned back to look at the gnome she was standing over a duffel back, a drink of some kind pressed to her lips. As she watched she finished drinking the last of it down and wiped her lips with the back of her hand.
"What was that? what are you doing?"
"Oh just a drink, it's nothing, I was just thirsty, nothing at all."
"...R-right, the bag?"
Flora nodded and swooped over, the dimensional bag flying up into her hand as she passed.
"Move off and I'll put it at the tip, that way she can cum while inside of you, you want that right?"
Rina blinked, "yes that would be… nice."
She moved her body up and up until the last of Fey's cock slipped free from her meaty folds leaving her gaping until her cunt tightened up.
She couldn't see below her stomach due to everything being wrapped in pink coils but she could feel the gnome moving around beneath her, shifting around on her, then a gasping sound, even Fey gasped above her. She furrowed her brow, what was the gnome doing? Was there a problem putting the Dimensional Bag on Fey's tip?
It didn't matter, she wanted Fey back inside herself. She shifted her body down until she thudded into something, Fey's cock? It felt different somehow, had the bag really made the tip of Fey's dick that much larger?
Out of Rina's view, Flora hugged at the horse dick she was currently impaled on, her rounded belly bulging at the top as Fey's cock pressed through to the other side, a cylindrical bulge atop her pregnant belly, parting her reddened breasts. Gods how she had missed this. She licked her lips as she looked at the massive pussy bearing down on her head, the long slit practically streaming lubricant, so much lubricant, which was probably a good thing for what was about to happen.
The gnome's head crashed up against the lamia's lower lips instantly soaking through her hair and smearing it flat, juices spattering as the lamia's puffy folds squeezed down over Flora's head, running down over her face and getting in her eyes, streaming over her mouth. She licked her lips, the tangy taste tickling her taste buds, the double scent of Fey's incredibly masculine virulent musk and Rina's hormonal plentiful lubricant hitting her like a sledgehammer.
It was a good thing she liked it as she was about to get a lot more. The lamia continued to struggle, pressing down her cunt on Flora's head. Flora decided to help, she reached up and slipped her fingers into the lamia's pussy and slowly pulled it wider. With a yelp of surprise at the unknown foreign sensation the lamia's cunt yawned wide and slipped around the gnome's head engulfing her entirely in pussy, stretching her way past what she had been expecting, and far more than Fey had before, her eyes went wide as Flora's head scraped over her inner walls.