Could I succumb fully to the lecherous creature as she had? Could I discard my morals, my ideals, my very conscience just to taste the sweetest, deadliest fruit? No. No, I was not made like her. But she could change me. She could mold me into this dark jewel of her dark kingdom, this whore of whores, this demon of lust without limits or mercy. I would become that for her. Only for her. Yavara broke the kiss, her breath shallow and heated, her wild eyes traversing my face. She suddenly seized my arms, and spun me about the axis of Brock’s cock. I screamed, feeling every bump and vein of him digging against my teen twisting rectum until I was resting on my back, staring up at him. “Look at yourself.” Yavara whispered in my ear, her lips touching the asian point. She grappled with my arms until they were forced behind my head, pushing my face forward, “Watch what he does to you. Watch yourself become his filthy anal slut.” I stared with dumbstruck eyes at the bulge in my abdomen. It didn’t seem anatomically possible, but there it was, the distention of my guts forced against my abdominal wall tight pussy by the full invasion of the orc. He grinned at me, pleased with the Hardcore way he looked inside me, and he slowly withdrew. The pressure released in my nethers, the relief within a palpable sensation, but it was amateur nothing, nothing compared to the sudden surge of vacancy, the need to be filled once again! Oh god, I’d been ruined! Even as I gasped with the pleasure of relief, I mewled for him to enter me once again, to destroy my body from within. I felt my sphincter close behind his exit, felt acutely the heat of him dissipating inside me, the absence of his cock ravaging my filthy innards. “Brock, put it back in!” I cried, shifting my hips in a feminine samba that was both foreign and completely natural to me, this dance of weakness, an invitation to be ravaged. “You’re going to have to beg harder than that.” Yavara tittered, her arms keeping my head locked, forcing me to look at Brock’s cock as he laid it across my belly. I could smell it from here, the miasma of my own asshole, the pungent stink of his cum. My mouth watered. “Master?” A little voice inquired. It was Opal, staring down at me with shock writ across her face. “That’s fucking badass.” Brandon whispered under his teen breath. My sister and her friend Ji-Yun stripping each other's bodies, exposing their budding breasts. The slut needs it. I awoke the next day or I thought it was. She's a fun fuck. "Hearing sorry from a cheap lying dirty little whore means nothing. She looks up at me as she pulls my arm over her shoulder and wraps hers around my waist. “John?” she queried, “Surely you shant leave me thus?” Molly kept jacking her brother off. I told her here we go, little slut new pussy and I am going to claim all of it, the next time I was in and I pushed till asian I was against her mound, and she yelled oh god what the fuck, then I started to fuck her for all I was worth, she was saying I can’t I can’t no more please I submit tight pussy I submit, I stopped and said I heard that before and you attacked me because Shelly said fight, that means she still has power over you, I said not when I am done you will be mine and only mine little slut, and went back to driving it home. Once I was on my feet she tucked herself under my arm and led me down the hall to my bedroom. Janet moaned with satisfaction amateur and turned around, exposing her big and firm ass to her son. "Don't worry," Jerry said, "You'll get used to it in a minute or two." Her apartment was right straight ahead on the second floor. My tongue explored her Hardcore mouth, as my hands slid down her wet back and firmly gripped her ass cheeks. He showed more honor than many are capable off.