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“PLEASE!” Brigitte pleaded. She petite was no longer concerned with keeping up appearances for the common folk. She didn’t care if her slobbering, cock-crazed gaze was front page news with the headline “Famous Overwatch Member’s Daughter Gone Cock Crazy!” All she wanted was for Sven to pound her senseless. And pound her senseless he did. First replacing his hands on either side of her taut waistline, Sven took his time sliding her back up almost completely off of his deep-pussy divining rod only to essentially drop her again. Each trip up into the air, Brigitte would feel her heart jump up into her throat in anticipation for the next stomach-bulging drop. Finally, she would rush down his length like a carnival thrill ride until she crashed into the base of his cock. Her head would rattle around like an inanimate bobblehead for a moment until she gained her senses again, and by then she would be due for another womb-punishing plunge. Up and down, Brigitte was tossed around like a rag fuckdoll with her fair-skinned and well-endowed chest bouncing wildly. “You know, Ms. Lindholm, for someone who claims to be a protector of the little folk, you make for a much better cocksock,” snickered Sven just before driving Brigitte back down the way she came and burying his two-foot bone in her cunt. “Maybe he’s right..” though Brigitte adorable – though her acknowledgment of her other career calling was in thought only, as her mouth was too busy letting out another ecstasy, lust-backed shriek. She was an intimidating combatant out on the fields, and could stand toe-to-toe with war veterans by the likes of Reinhardt Wilhelm who served as a sparring partner to her prior to resorting doggystyle to picking fights. In the hands of Sven, however, she was little more than blow-up doll. At least, that’s how he was using her as he dragged her up and down on his shaft while his gorilla-sized hands closed almost completely around her waist. “I overheard the other men placing bets over whomever managed to put a baby in you, you know,” Sven piped up after railing the ragdoll swede on his upside-down jackhammer of a cock he was using to prompt Brigitte to reconsider her calling in life. Brigitte did know; she heard it all the while being on the receiving end of a shotgun-blast of baby-making. Through a faceful of her matted tawny hair, she nodded and hoped Sven would get the message. She didn’t want to stop moaning in order to say anything. “I Big Boobs think I’m about to throw my hat in the ring.” Brigitte gulped. It didn’t do much to quell the rising tide of cum splurting from the swollen of Sven’s cock he had lodged up against her cervix. A panging throb emanated from the dong crammed up inside of her to signal the forthcoming gush of gunk flooding up into Brigitte’s womb. Brigitte, meanwhile, was tumbling heels-over-head down the rabbit hole of pleasure as she served as Sven’s catch-all cumdumpster for whatever potent deposit he had for her sperm bank. Her mouth was locked open, her fists twisted and clenched, and her hips were gently bucking along with each pulse of the meatpole she was spiked on. Mercifully, Brigitte felt herself craned up into the air once again and slowly be lifted off from around the head of the double-foot inseminator before it fully softened. Shaky footing found the mat, sticky as it was, and the worn-out gladiator clung to the top ring rope to steady herself. teens “How are you feeling, Ms. Lindholm? I suppose this makes us even, no?” approached Sven, resting a hand on the shoulder of the woman he made more than a respectable attempt at impregnating. “Y– yeah, it does..” Brigitte murmured almost too quiet to be audible. (This he truly meant.) I could see Emma looking adorable at me sucking Tom 's cock, not believing how much I had taken in my mouth. I thought that I was going to miss out as both Zoe and Kate pounced on Toby and Ben. I returned to kissing and licking her inner thighs while listening to her moans and gasps. Then I felt her fingers push into me... with no resistance. I gave him a thumbs-up, and nearby, two of the doctors were operating a pair of monitors hooked up to the machines. I got off it and raised the height of the seat so that I had to slide from side to side Big Boobs as I peddled. As petite Mr. Slater caught his breath he heard the nearby phone ringing. While my mouth explored hers, I moved one hand to her stomach, and the other to the inside of her thigh. Then she would swallow her pride, as well as men’s cum. His mother told him that it was because men considered the mysterious tree dwelling race of Elves to be sorcerers and warlocks, which was also the reason for the never ending wars between the two races. I took off my pants, briefs and shoes after standing and tossed them in the corner. "I still won't do it in front of you" she replied, still in pain. His dick throbbed and pulsed in my mouth. You teens have seen the last memory I doggystyle had with Vitanimus, so I will not recount it. "I have trouble believing it myself." My father had returned. Katin looks confused but not doing any rejecting action, the pussy rubbing by my feels to good to her right now. I grabbed her about the waist and kissed her hard. She opened her bag and smiled when she saw a different blouse. “Okay,” I panted, my heart thundering. Sluts always swallowed. The energy in the room electric with sexual tension and excitement. “How’s it going in there?” I hear Chantel ask.