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“There’s a brutish appeal to them, isn’t there?” I mused, “I used to think they were the ugliest things alive, but… god, we’re sluts, aren’t we?” “When you have a dick, you’re not a slut, you’re a stud.” Brianna grinned, taking me by the arm, “Come on, stud; let’s go find out what Eva and Soraya are doing that’s got the whole town at the docks.” ALEXA I gawked at the display before me. Soraya was in the middle Big Tits of a circle of orcs, fervently alternating her stroking hands as she pleased one after the other with her mouth. They grabbed her head and face-fucked her in turn, barely giving her a chance to gasp a desperate breath before she was forcefully taken by the next man. Her face was glazed with cum, her hair was wet and matted with it, it oozed down her neck and flowed along her breasts in thick, viscous rivulets, dripping from her stiff nipples. Though she was being ravaged and degraded before hundreds of jeering orcs, I’d never seen a woman so delighted as she. She was like a kid in a candy shop, gluttonously devouring all that she could, bemoaning the necessary pauses for breath that vacated her throat of the cock she craved so much. Eva was behind her, gleefully directing the debauchery, seated upon a stool made of Certiok Terdini’s face. I simply stared at the show slack-jawed, my cock nearly splitting my inseam, my pussy nearly drenching my thighs. Yes, it was abhorrent and disgusting, a disgrace beyond anything I could imagine, and yet… yet I saw the way the orcs treated Soraya with affection that was nearly reverence. Yes, they were brutal with her, but only because she desired them to be. When she paused to cough up a throat full of semen, they all plied her with encouraging and flattering words, and Eva had to remind them that Soraya would only indian respond to “slut, whore, cum-dumpster, or Pet.” I got the feeling that if Soraya were so inclined, she could have every orc in the circle worshipping her on their knees. “Next!” Faltia screamed. My fiancé had her sleeve rolled up, a fresh tattoo showing from her skin. One of her hands was bunched in her hair, the other was clenched around a quill as it shakenly scratched down the information the orc was giving her. “Captain?” I called. She looked up at me, dawning a fixed smile with her clenched jaw. “I see the recruitment’s going… well.” I mused, and began setting up my kiosk next to hers, “Mind if I mooch? I need about two-hundred skilled laborers.” “Two-hundred?” Eva laughed, and ruffled Soraya’s matted hair, “Did you hear that, Pet?” Soraya gagged a delighted response. Faltia just nodded, every movement tense and jerking. “Next!” “Um... are you OK?” I asked. “Oh, I’m just fucking fine!” She gritted, scratching the orc’s information on the parchment, “I’m sure it’ll be a breeze commanding the respect of my new soldiers after they’ve all used the nation’s premier scribe as a fucking sperm depository!” “The commander sanctioned this.” “The commander’s out of her goddamn mind!” Faltia laughed manically, “Do you know how she convinced Certiok to help us? She pissed on her face! ” “What?!” “But apparently, that’s how you do things in Alkandra!” Faltia furiously scribbled on her parchment, “Do you want to integrate yourself with the populous you rule? Well, you could try to build a foundation of respect by demonstrating your value as a leader, or you could get on your knees, and suck everyone’s dick! Gosh, why didn’t the nobles in Bentius ever do that? Maybe because it’s hard to give someone a command when their cum is on your face! Sonja’s moans of euphoria filled the cabin, just like when she and Momo had fingered each other in the shower. "It appears that you memory is returning faster now." He could hear his skin slapping against her ass and her body was jerking every time he hit bottom. I hear Ronda tell Jill, “Gawd, I’ve missed both of you,” in a low tone. If he was a pervert like me. I had to be a pervert, didn’t I? He pulled away and kissed me on the nose, then the forehead and then down my neck. I groaned, my heart pumping fast. Mia blushed at the sudden proximity of the near naked beauty. It’s not as painful as I thought it would be. Yes! I furrowed my brow, was that how kids flirt nowadays? The rest of the evening goes by rather fast. My cheeks grew warm at the unmistakable sounds of kissing. Two tendrils up her anus, and another two down her throat, and countless tendrils inside her pussy, and yanking on and playing with her lips and clit like they were putty. I indian reached his recliner and plopped down on his lap, my legs thrown over the chair's arm. Knowing that almost all of the enemy soldiers were either dead or have been enslaved made it tempting to proceed. The attendant was going to refuse me to enter the room, but Gail mentioned that I was her uncle and that I was going to pay for these outfits, so if she wanted us to buy them, I would have to review them in private first. Jan dove head-first into Lisa's bare crotch, and started licking away at her pussy mound. Whash are yoush doing here? Eigentlich war es keine Frage. He’s got stamina, I’ll tell you that, he took me four or five times over Big Tits night then, when he took me back upstairs he did me again. It's a feeling that can't be mistaken. As her brother came all over her, Beatrice continued to rub her clit until she too climaxed. My hips hit her round ass on every thrust and the soft squishy noises of her wet pussy were drowned out by the slapping sounds of our bodies colliding and soon also by her increased moaning. I put on my best snarl and stomped once towards her, making her back up a bit. She curled up next to him, her head resting in his lap. First things first, Harry wanted to get him alone. Instead of the bed he led her to the lounge chair, he sat and positioned her so her could enter her from behind, she gave a little gasp as his cock slid into her.