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Being the tactical mastermind that she was after having been swiftly overrun by these pea-brained thugs, she also knew that she was his prisoner now. “You pay toll!” grunted the commanding orc before beginning to pull away parts of her decorated, ornate armor plating. Piece after piece was ripped from her, snapping away the leather straps that bound each half of the clamshell designs. One by one, each layer of her protection was strewn about on the ground until nothing was left on her body. Nubile and baring all, Zahrine dangled there helplessly as the eyes of several dozen orcs poured over her – admiring their prize catch of the afternoon. What this ‘toll’ was, she could only make an informed guess at. “Tiny humans only good for one thing, I say!” announced the chief in a remark that seemed more aimed at his men rallied all around him than at Zahrine, the ‘tiny human,’ herself. The incapacitated mage felt herself being lowered toward the ground by the vice wrapped around the back of her neck and was face-to-face with an engorged orcish cock. In contrast with the rest of the chief’s skin, his dick was a deep shade of sage – no doubt from the blood rushing to it in anticipation of making use of what Zahrine was ‘good for’ in his degrading view of humans. The head at the tip of the swollen shaft was a dark shade of purple, and flared out in a ridge of knobs and bumps that resembled warts. A dribbling stream of milky precum oozed from the tip of the pipe aimed at her threateningly. She felt the knobbly cocktip press up against her lips exploratorily, and Zahrine protested with pursed lips and clenched teeth. She had been beaten off her horse like it was easy, but she wasn’t about to slurp on some orc dick because she was easy. Having no patience for Zahrine’s lack of willing participation in being the spoils of their victory, the chief swung his hips to the side, and then thrust them back the opposite direction with thundering results. Zahrine felt as though this was the second time she had taken a wood club to the side of her face, except this time it was hot, throbbing, and green. The chief’s cock battered the side of her face like nothing short of a cudgel and prompted Zahrine to let loose a spray of slobber from her knocked jaw. Her assailant took advantage of her bashed, slacked orifice by lurching the priestess over to the head of his dick and jamming her mouth full of it. Zahrine didn’t get to the top of her guild with claymore diplomacy, or by shattering the minds of any and all in her way – though mental manipulation through shadow magic trickery was never off the table – she did it through careful political dealings across all races. She had dined with high elves in Sunwell. She shared in a pint with a band of gnomish warriors in New Tinkertown. She considered herself an experienced and vetted political player. Being the veteran in diplomacy that she was, she also knew that orcs were known for their bluntness and impatience. When her throat was reamed out with orc dick as soon as the chief could reasonably cram down into it, she wasn’t wholly surprised. That did not, however, make it any easier to choke down. Zahrine’s eyes watered. Her throat bulged to accommodate the dick in it. She reached up and pawed at the chief in a plea of mercy. The pitying chieftain laughed. Back and forth, the debilitated and dishonored shadow priestess received her steady supply of orcish throatfucking. Each thrust forward was punctuated with a meek “gl’urch,” or a spluttering “hr-rrk.” Each pitiful protest black pussy licking to the Black Pussy Poppin raid on her maw quivered her vocal chords and hummed pleasingly around the chief’s blunt tool. “Human good for orc pleasure, men!” Grunted the chief, plugging merrily away at Zahrine’s hole black pussy spunk as if it were any other. Another chorus of laughter rang out from the yes-orcs abreast him. Meanwhile, below his belt, Zahrine was making a show of pushing at his bulging, green thighs. She scratched at him, punched at him – albeit with her energy drained, she couldn’t pack much ‘oomph’ in her protests – and pulled at the wrist wrapped around the back of her neck as if she were a whelp. She hadn’t had a breath since the chief started reaping the rewards of his conquest, and she could feel every thrust of the brutal dicking coax another few moments out of her dwindling oxygen supply. Her face grew hot. Her eyelids snuck closer and closer together. “Human bitch going limp!” warbled a far-away voice from somewhere down the deep, dark pit of warm blackness Zahrine was fading, slipping down into. Next to her, she could feel her own hand be lifted, then drop lifelessly to her side again. A trail of thick throatslop leaked down over her bottom lip, over her chin, and was waterfalling down between her breasts. She had felt this feeling before when she had fallen in battle. Realizing this brought Zahrine the knowledge that she was about to be throatfucked by some savage swine unaware that humans need to breathe to live. This time, she might not be brought back. She might not come back. She could no longer feel her esophagus stretched around the orc schlong like a slippery, fleshy condom. The tightness of her throat’s cock invasion was all she knew – other than the callused fingertip prodding at her forehead to see if her lights were still on inside. She didn’t have the lifeforce left to respond to it. “I can’t believe this is how I’m going to go out.. facefucked like some Goldshire Tavern wench..” Zahrine thought, and was surprised by the volume of her own internal voice. As she tumbled over the rain-slick precipice and into the neverending void of death, she felt a warm, gooey sensation spurt down what must’ve been her throat. “I will, Master,” she moaned and then leaned over. She shuddered, bucked her hips, screamed, and came. I’m waiting! Her thoughts tumbled, lost in a haze of solar wind and radiation. We cleaned up and Black Pussy Poppin watched some TV black pussy licking until 6:00 had passed and with no Kay. At the rate we are going, a line in the sand needed to be drawn. Then out came the 2nd arm removed the cum filled sleeve from Mary and the dummy. I realised what Jon was after (and it wasn’t the box on the floor) so I bent over from my waist and picked the box up. You start caressing my buttocks as I unclasp your bra. Dakota also drank all her water as she finished up her steak and potato. “Someone will be back in the morning to get you to start your training.” Everything else was removed from her cell. Pavel shifted closer to hear and again Natalya thrilled secretly at the sensation of black pussy spunk his clothing rubbing over her sensitized skin. Again, I felt his cock erupting hot fertile seed inside me. The warmth enhanced my orgasm to unbelievable proportions. Anyway, I made her blow me for turning on me, and then I taught Adam a lesson for what he did to her.


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Another elderly couple came to the same stall as us and the woman started looked at brochures. The man couldn’t spanish latin por el culo daddy take his eyes off Carrie and me. After a while the woman turned to the man and said, “Leave them alone Henry; if we move to one of these places you’ll have to get used to seeing lots of girls dressed like that. They’ll be all over the place.” “You mean WHEN we move; I’m suddenly getting a lot more interested Betty,” the man said. All the time Carrie was asking the man question. What’s more, they seemed to be sensible questions. I wondered if her family owned one. Satisfied with that the man told her we moved on to another stall. It too had big photos of villas. Just as Carrie started with all the same questions I got zapped. I struggled to stay quiet but I did start shaking. Carrie saw me and realised what was happening. She moved to my side and put her arm around me. “Sorry about my friend here, she’s having an orgasm; please continue.” The word orgasm attracted a bit more attention to us and I saw one woman turning her nose up and walking off. The man who’d been trying to sell Carrie a villa looked a bit flustered but he managed to continue as I slowly returned to normal. “Ha!” I thought; “was I really starting to think that it was ‘normal’ to walk around a big hotel naked apart from barbells and chains; and having the odd orgasm here and there? What’s happening to me?” After the man realised that there was no way that Carrie was seriously interested. Carrie grabbed my arm and we walked round the rest of the exhibition then out of that room. “Well that was okay, but wait until tomorrow’ there’s a Sales Seminar in there. That means lots of young men. We’ll have a great time,” said Carrie. I wasn’t so sure. I was tired and I told Carrie that I couldn’t take cumming so often much more and that I’d have to have an early night. We parted and I went back to the leisure centre to collect my tablet before going up to my room. When I was in the ladies changing room I saw the girl from reception. She’d taken her clothes off and was just getting into the shower. I guessed that it was a perk of the job. As soon as I got to my room I skyped Ryan; I was feeling horny and I wanted skype sex with him. He told me to keep the vibe in and start playing with myself; spainish he wanted to see my reaction if I got zapped. Meanwhile Ryan started wanking while I watched. When we’d both cum Ryan told me that espanola-jovencita he’d enjoyed watching my workout then he asked who the girl was that I’d been talking to on the sun lounger. He told me that he’s seen her making herself cum. “OMG! Did I forget to shutdown skype?” “Yes you did, but I’m not complaining. Oh, and can you take the tablet to your massage session please TT. I want to watch you getting off with that massage man.” She is down in your brother’s room now showing him all about it, and she wants me to show you. When we make our move, the sandstorm sirens haven’t yet called to sound the all clear, but the noise of the tempest isn’t quite as thunderous as it was at its peak. Oh God. "Don't get your hopes to high, she mostly look at older guys," Ronja commented espanola-jovencita and started to walk past him. "Way to throw me under the bus Erin, jeez," she said. “Yes my queen, what about these two?” But she always smiles at me and says “hi”. We want you to be spainish happy. To his disappointment she didn’t immediately tell him never. “My company spanish latin por el culo daddy had quite a few mages in the past. I sipped my beer as she picked up the pace. As she licked away at my neck again, my body tensed and fireworks went off in my head.

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