Drilled By Machines

“I am Princess Yavara Tiadoa, daughter of King Clartias Tiadoa, ruler of the Highlands.” I said, managing to tilt my chin imperiously. Brock looked at me with a bemused expression for a moment, then burst into laughter. “The balls on you! Most of my captives tell me they’re related to some lord or merchant -you know, to make it believable-, but you go straight to the masturbation fucking top!” Brock roared with laughter at my supposed audacity, but I regarded him calmly, waiting for him to settle down. When Brock’s laughter subsided, I looked him levelly in Hardcore Sex the eyes and spoke in a matter-of-fact voice. “Brock, chieftain of the Terdini tribe, you will find my royal seal and letters of correspondence with my father in my satchel. Now I know you can’t read but-” “I can read, she-elf.” Brock cut me off before he rummaged through my satchel. He pulled out a few letters with his massive hands, and held them close to his face. In times of great stress, emotions run rampant, and I was struck with the odd desire to burst into laughter at the sight of this enormous orc adjusting the distance of the paper from his eyes like a near-sighted cleric. Thankfully, I suppressed the urge, and instead observed Brock clinically. There was an intelligence to him that I had never seen before in an orc, and a small hope began to grow within me that I could reason with him. Brock’s eyebrows raised with astonishment as the evidence of my identity became overwhelming. He put the letters down and looked me over, his eyes running across my body before staring daggers into my eyes. “It’s very fortunate that you have these letters, Princess Yavara. I don’t think you would like to know what I had planned for you after you slaughtered my men.” Brock rubbed his chin, pondering his situation. “I assume your father would pay a high price Homemade Porn for you, maybe the highest ransom in the kingdom. And I suppose he would prefer you remain intact. Are you a virgin?” I winced at the implication of his question, trying to ignore the way Brock’s gaze drifted south. I swallowed the fear that built in me, and scoured my mind for useful words. The irony that I would have to rely on diplomacy to save me wasn’t lost in the moment. I didn’t doubt Leveria would’ve had Brock chaffering her to the nearest inn on a fucking palanquin were she in my place. “I am a virgin, Brock Terdini, and as the second-born daughter of The Highlands, my virginity is my only real asset to my father. Elven marriages demand a virgin bride, and kingdoms are forged and strengthened through marriage. My father is a loving man, but he will pay you nothing if you return me blowjob a defiled woman.” “He doesn’t sound like a loving man.” “He’s a pragmatist.” “You mean an asshole.” Brock barked, “And what a sad future he has set up for you. Highborn blood, but not to be a queen. A life of feasts and pageantry, but not one of power. Sounds boring, Yavara. A warrior like you, resigned Milf Sex to sucking off some lord and pumping out little elflings. I don’t think you want that; highborn ladies don’t usually run through the forest shooting at orcs.” Brock’s demeanor changed rapidly, his calm eyes grew wide, and a greedy grin crept across his face. Before I could react, Brock’s hand shot out and grabbed my face, his sweaty palm pressed against my nose and mouth, filling my sinuses with his stench, killing my breath. Terror gripped me as assuredly as his hand did, and its paralysis betrayed me as Brock lifted me to my knees. I am feeling an overwhelming desire to rip the clothes from my body. I feel my forehead, as it’s wrapped around with some kind of bandage or gauze as well. At the movie she purposefully snuggled right up to me and invited me with her hands to travel the world around with her. She would do whatever she was told. Her face shone with naked adoration when he reached down, smiling. We ended up fucking all weekend and yes, I did give him a rim job and he did fuck my ass. He released his grip at blowjob the last moment and knelt astride her shoulders, pinning her arms to her sides while she fought for breath, gazing lustfully up at him. "I'm no sure you Milf Sex have all the facts Mrs. Livingston, I didn't seek out your daughter, she'd a friend of my sister and that's how we met. Putting my empty cup down, I lifted my satchel onto the table and got my tablet out. She said that the rush is beginning to die down and she will let him know that I want to speak to him when he gets a chance. She began to push open Mo’s pussy so that even more moisture collected in the crotch of the panties, and even though Jessica was ignoring Mo’s clit, she could feel herself start to approach orgasm. The faces of those around me were akin to demons, and it might have been terrifying if I didn’t count myself amongst the damned. It was explosive. When I asked about my dress, he said, “Leave it off for now.” Fortunately there Homemade Porn were not a lot of people on the path that we took and it was about 15 minutes before we came across a group of 4 teenagers - 3 boys and 1 girl, all about 14 or 15. Moreover, you will be totally OK with me having sex with other women, while you on the other hand have no interest in other Hardcore Sex men. The bikers were really getting into the spectacle of the beautiful young girls who where willing to slap their tits around for the entertainment of the crowd and were calling for the MC to move on to the second round so they could see some really radical boob slamming. Disclaimer: I stroked my cock and watched for her reaction. Shoving his and her pants down he lifted her onto his lap and masturbation roughly impaled her on his dick.