Yavara moaned huskily, her eyes closed, her face fixed in concentration. The orc pushed deeper. Yavara’s moans grew louder and higher, turning to gasping cries of pure delight. Her back slowly arched as she was penetrated, as if the orc’s cock compelled its curvature by the inch. The other orc positioned himself in front of her, and pushed his cock into her mouth. Yavara’s jaw was opened to capacity, her neck bulged, her eyes glimmered, but she didn’t surrender even a gag. The audience was enraptured, their cheers dwindled to a hushed silence as they watched Yavara take both beasts to the hilt. It didn’t seem anatomically possible, and the orcs were just as amazed as everyone else, staring with disbelieving eyes when the last of themselves disappeared. Though teen they violated the woman between them, they did it with an odd gentleness that bordered on reverence. They couldn’t know on a logical level that they were servicing their rightful queen, but I suspected they knew somewhat on an instinctual level. Prestira watched with wide eyes from the floor, her face a portrait of admiration. The strong-willed, unconquerable Prestira, seemingly kneeling in worship before the idol of depravity. Yes, Yavara was special, and though none but Brock, Prestira and I knew why, everyone knew that it was so. The orcs retreated to the end, then drove as one, and Yavara bent between them, her eyes rolled back. Again, and again they did it; withdrawing slowly before thrusting fiercely, filling the whore in a ritualistic, primal dance. The crowd’s noise swelled with each retreat, and amateur roared with the sudden advance, an auditory compliment to Yavara’s gurgled screams. Six goblins came up to me and pressed their gold into my hands, breaking me japanese from my trance. “We want the witch!” The three-foot tall spindly man said. “And how can I serve you little guys?” Prestira said lustfully, crawling over to me and the patrons. “We’re here to serve you, Prestira.” Their spokesman said, a long, forked tongue descending from his mouth. “Are you going to clean out my filthy body holes?” Prestira grinned, her shoulders pushed forward, pressing her breasts together as she seductively swayed her hips behind her. Prestira brought her face to the goblin, who’s tongue wrapped around her own and pulled it from her mouth. She gave the goblin an open-mouth smile while another ran its long thin tongue down her throat. The two goblins slithered their way into her mouth and down her esophagus; a gentle, exploratory invasion. Prestira gave in willingly, lying on her back with hedonistic lassitude, spreading her legs to await further doting. Her pussy and anus were filled with two tongues apiece, the wet members entwining, then sliding easily past her worn resistances. Prestira groaned and arched her back from the floor when the goblins’ entwined tongues began corkscrewing; a slippery excavation of her ruby depths. I didn’t know how long a goblin’s tongue was, but I don’t think I saw the end of it that day. Prestira slithered lethargically upon the floor, her motions sensual and lithe, reflecting the manner of her invasion. Yavara’s situation was less ideal, though she wasn’t complaining. Her anus was partially prolapsed, and kinky her chin was wet with spit that leaked unimpeded from her lips. The orcs hadn’t stopped their ponderous rhythm, but each slow withdrawal was accompanied by a drawn-out pleading moan from Yavara, and each sudden thrust was accentuated with an escalating scream. She was coming. As Rob began to thrust and drive in and out of her Liz writhed and arched her back but I used all my weight and strength to restrain her and force her to accept his violent amateur penetration. She couldn't help giggle yet feel a bit of guilt knowing the poor dog was locked in the bathroom. “A-ah, ah, Sombra, I’m getting close, I’m going to cum!” Lena gasped and whimpered, kinky her eyes squeezed shut, her bounces quicker and more frantic now. I almost came, the wetness, the heat, the intensity, the tightness of her pussy enveloped my cock and she started raising herself up and down on my cock. “Would you like to suck on them?” she asked, he quickly nodded. Normally he’d be awkward, talking to a woman like this. “Not here.” After he had watched her slurping like a whore on her new boyfriends' big, black cock, he stood and watched the young man spray his little girls face with thick ropes of cum. 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