Obeying, Lace twisted her body and moved her legs so that she straddled Zu'gar, the Orc's view changing from Lace's bubbly butt to her slender torso, small cock and beautifully feminine face that, Zu'gar noted admiringly, looked just as gorgeous and inviting to her wanton needs without the strangely effective warpaints, or 'makeup', as Lace called it, that she often applied after bathing each and every morning. Lace parted her lips to ask, 'what's next', but the words were never given a chance to form, instead she let out a little gasp as Zu'gar reached up, to close her hands around her slender waist, tracing upwards. Lace bit her lip and her pink eyes sparkled in intimate desire as another moan escaped her lips, the Orc’s hands were calloused and rough, a far cry from the silky smoothness of her own small hands, but the strength that they conveyed as they caressed up her sides and under her shoulders made her amateur heart melt and her pleasures redouble. With virtually no effort required she gripped Lace by the shoulders and pulled her down against her body, one strong arm draped across the flushed skin of Lace’s back, her hand tangling in Lace's long erratic hair, holding her in place, her other spare hand moving down to firmly grasp and squeeze one of her fuckdolls luscious ass cheeks, feeling as the softness splayed between her spread fingers. Lace wiggled, testing Zu’gar’s hold and found it to be delightfully inescapable, the Orc's cock, still buried deep inside her, twitching and throbbing with the threat and promise of what was to follow. "A-ah, Zu'gar please..." Lace whimpered impatiently, moving to push herself up slightly to look at her but found instead the Orc's powerful hand tightening in her hair, holding her so close and tight to the soft mounds of the Orcs massive bust that Lace nearly found herself smothered by their soft inviting warmth. Zu'gar raised her knees and planted her feet, feeling her muscles flex and ready, her cheeks flushing and her breath quickening as she wasted no more time in starting to slam her girthy shaft into Lace's waiting hole, giving her 'owner' exactly what they both wanted and needed, to fuck like animals in heat. As Zu'gar went from zero to a hundred on Lace's ass the human felt her mouth fall open, a loud cry threatening to spill forth at the sudden force being applied to her most sensitive of spots, but she instead found Zu'gar's hand in her hair guiding her mouth, pressing the girls plush lips to one of her dark hard nipples, silencing the cry before it started and giving Lace something to distract herself with. Zu'gar let out a grunt of appreciation as she felt Lace's lips latch onto her nipple, her tongue instinctually swirling around the sensitive nub even as her ass was remodelled into an Orc-cock fleshlight. The powerful length hammered mercilessly into Lace, her own pale cock trapped between their bodies as her asshole was stretched to accommodate the familiar but no less intimidating invading shaft, her ring wrapped so tightly around the sword as it was repeatedly sheathed in her that it felt like her ass was trying to draw the cock back in with every outward movement, every inch of her body burning with a desire to please and be pleased. "Mmmfm~!" Lace whimpered into the soft flesh of Zu'gar's breast, each one of which was more than enough to fill her small delicate hands, a fact that she absolutely adored. Her cheeks flushed crimson as she eagerly suckled on the Orcess's nipple, catching it briefly between her teeth and prompting to Zu'gar Hardcore let out a hiss as she arched her back in response. "You must really fucking want it..." Zu'gar growled threateningly as she tightened her grip, taking the whimpering response and gentle nibble on her nipple to be a challenge levied by Lace to go harder and faster. Lace, who had, in fact, intended neither of those things, felt the corded muscle of the Orc's arms around her tighten and realised her mistake, helpless to stop Zu'gar she instead held on tightly herself, trying to brace herself for what was to come. Still gripping Lace to her body, Zu'gar rolled over, depositing the petite human onto her own sleeping roll and pinning her down with the massive weight of her taller, broader and infinitely more powerful frame. Lace gasped and whimpered, her face trapped in the soft space between the Orc's swaying rounded tits and her sleeping rolls pillow, her breath, when she could draw it, coming out hot and humid, her face flushing as Zu'gar took advantage of her new position to ram her cock all the way back into Lace's waiting butt. Zu’gar tilted her head back and growled low as she thrust her hips into the prone girl, feeling a thrill japanese run down her spine as the petite little thing beneath her hungrily wrapped her arms and legs around her body, clinging to her for dear life as the humans breath was forced out of her lungs with each powerful thrust. Lace was in heaven, her skin flushed and hot as the Orc all but ravaged her small frame, her pillowy thighs snugly wrapped around Zu’gar’s waist, not only inviting but pulling her in with each deep thrust, her every sense overwhelmed by the raw sexual pleasure coursing through her every nerve. As Lace held on, each new thrust bouncing her body and sending ripples through her doughy ass, she revelled in the forbidden fruit that was their coupling, losing herself to the animalistic nature of her powerful, even bestial, lover. She bit her full lip, stifling a long moan as she recognised an asian increasingly familiar shift in Zu’gar’s actions, her thrusts becoming sharper and less in tune to the rhythm she had initially set. Arching her back up she felt every ripped inch of Zug’ar’s abdomen and chest press down on her, her breasts luxuriously soft as the Orcess let out a deep but almost muted growl. Lace gasped and clung to Zu’gar, her hands splayed on her broad muscled back, fingertips resting on the start of an old pale scar as she felt the cock inside her twitch and pulse. Unable to help herself Lace buried her face between the Orc’s imposing bust, letting the pillowy softness of her heavy tits muffle what would otherwise be a japan cry of pleasure as she felt Zu’gar begin to spend her pent up load deep inside her. A moment of stillness passed as Zu’gar grunted, twitching her hips instinctually as she drained her morning load into the eager human, their breaths coming hot and fast, their embrace tight and unrelenting. “There…” Zu’gar spoke after a few long moments, her grin sly as she caught her breath much quicker than the cum-filled Lace, “I helped.” Lace let out a little snort of laughter, then blushed because of it, smiling broadly and relaxing even as Zu’gar rolled off of her, one strong arm moving under Lace’s neck, pulling her into a protective little hug. With a soft sweet sigh Lace melted into the embrace of her lover, her own ass still sore and tingling from the stretching, her hole dribbling only a little of the thick load now held deep within. Quiet and content as she was, she practically jumped out of her skin when a sharp knock came at the wooden boards of their caravan. Untangling herself from Zu'gar's oh so luscious body she sat bolt upright, her eyes wide and panicked as she looked towards the heavy canvas flap, immediate relief washing through her as she saw it still closed. "Don't come in!" She squeaked grabbing one of their sheets and holding it up to her neck on instinct. "Wasn't going to miss," came the whisky-rough voice of the Caravan Master, "Just... You need to see this, alright?" Lace pursed her lips a little as she heard his heavy footfalls retreating, something in his voice had hinted at something serious. Obviously Zu'gar hadn't picked up on the subtle nuance. "You know you haven't got tits to hide, right?" Lace blinked down at the cloth still clutched to her chest and rolled her eyes, dropping it and speaking in a prim little voice, "Modesty is polite, Zu'gar, come on, let's get ready." "Unmodesty is hot," Zu'gar pointed out, striking a pose with a toothy grin to once again reveal her gorgeous body, all green corded muscles and soft alluring sexuality, her still glistening cock languishing half-hard against one strong thigh, full of promise. It felt so great. “meet me in the study x” Isabelle nodded enthusiastically, before Hardcore reaching out japan and fondling one of her mother’s breasts which hung alluringly before her. And then it was over." Ramu was riding Ponni hard. (An Incestuous Harem Story) So, it was obvious that Lily would be with me for another couple of days. Jessica was a year younger than James. He slowly force's more cock in my stretched hole. I also, expect each of you to work one Saturday a month. Their ability to move despite their rotting flesh was similar to telekinesis, every decaying cell tied with a puppet string. God, Mr. Armstrong was pathetic. But a few amateur times we went asian to San Antonio. 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