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My body reacted instantly, oozing lust from petals which flushed with want. But I would keep my virginity (as it was), and only offer Brock what he’d already stolen. Truth be told, I doubted I could ever garner such delights from my womanhood; a debased whore such as myself was made to revel in the filthy and wrong. For that was what I was, and so I whole-heartedly accepted the woman who had blossomed from my sexual awakening. The very idea of the lows I would delve to aroused me beyond control, and I pressed his tip to my winking sphincter. “But until then, I’m going to enjoy every second of this lowly, orc cock.” I said, smiling devilishly, and squatted. A moan leaked from my lips as I took him, enjoying the pain of my riding splitting insides. I let him stretch my asshole to capacity, sliding into my taut filth until my legs turned to jelly with the pleasure of it, and gave out. Brock’s cock plunged into me. I gasped in pain and pleasure, delighting in the depths of his penetration, the girth of his tortuous reaming. He gripped my asscheeks and spread them wide, stretching my anus even more, sending a lightning bolt of pain up my spine. I let out a cry as I savored the roughness of it, grinding my hips while I pressed myself to teen him, trying to take every inch. He gripped me by the neck and pushed me upright, his thick hand squeezing the air out of me. I squeaked about my constriction, my face darkening, but my expression wrought with slutty gratitude. His free hand gripped one of my breasts, the thumb pushing onto my erect nipple. I choked out a cry of pleasure from my closed windpipe, busty then grabbed his hand and guided it downward toward my crotch, my eyes pleading with him to play with me. Brock stopped short of my unoccupied slit, then brought his hand around to my backside. I cried out as Brock slipped one finger alongside his cock, stretching my rim even more. Brock didn’t heed my exclamation, but drove his other three fingers in, pulling on my fleshy walls. Oh god, how I loved it! The pain and pleasure, the way he ignored my protests and raped of me what was left to be raped. Tears streaked down my cheeks, and I undulated my hips in ardent reaction, nodding obediently and whimpering my delight. “Getting her loosened up for me, Hardcore Brock?” Brock released my throat just as my head snapped around. Behind me stood a man, adorned with a cloak made of bear fur, the head of the beast acting as a hood. He was at least six and a half feet tall, a thick black beard wrapping his face, his eyes baring white irises. In his hand was a staff, a crooked piece of wood with a crowned skull at its peak. “Princess Yavara rough Tiadoa,” he spoke, “we have much to discuss.” ZANDER I stared at the Dark Queen, her eyes blazing orange, her skin pale, a section of black hair streaking through a mess of blonde. She was in good shape for a high-elf, her arms and back toned and muscled. I couldn’t help but linger on her ass; it was full and thick, the only imperfection being the giant orc dick stuck inside of it. “What the fuck took you so long?” Brock growled. “The high-elves have been systematically destroying Alkandran ruins for centuries. I don’t have many portals left.” I responded. Yavara looked at me, then at Brock. “Are you going to introduce me to your friend, Brock? Or is he just going to join in?” But this was real. You ladies really were hammering them.” I’d never seen anything like it. I knew she wasn't trying to look it and perhaps it had a lot to do with speaking with my ladies that I was so turned on, but I Hardcore had to take a double-take when Karen entered the living room to say 'goodnight'. Juices coated my thighs. I asked. Soon I was able to get back on top of her. "Here?" Now came my favorite part. Most of us thought you’d never get over Alexis. He pushed up on his arms then looked down on her back as he fucked her. Taking my hand, Dakota and I follow Darleen through another series of hallways to a staircase that goes up. I riding still thought you were a small boy…” Sujata exclaimed and hugged him, pressing her boobs on his hard chest and felt his cock give a jump. But those same girls would come to teen hate those eyes, and if Phil wished one thing, he wished he knew what girls were falling for them so Phil could tell those girls himself to stay the hell away. Had she done so, then she would never have ditched me aside, the way she did. As I pulled away, she said she could taste herself on my lips. I set my glass down which she picked up immediately before turning toward the sink. Then she tasted it...salty! Finally David rough reached his completion again and jetted gallons upon gallons of jet black fluids into her. Want to lie down and I’ll play with it to get it hard, so we can do it again?” I laid back and she moved to where she could reach my dick and I could reach her tits. So long as you're fine with it that's all that matters." She told me she thinks she pulled something, and busty it was sorer than anything. She squirts some on her hand. As Alex watched his mouth opened but no sound came out. Max took one and I took the other. Oh my god damn you're tight. “Then you took your pants off too!” I'm sorry, Sally. "But, we don't want me to get blue balls, do we?"