The dick addict priestess to the church of cock scrambled off of the makeshift riser and brought herself up in front of the horse dick fresh out of her anal cavity. Without so much as a thought to pause, she ran her tongue down the side of the pulsating member and up the other side. She suckled gently on him until she felt the fruits of her labor splatter into her face. In all of the years she had spent astride her tried-and-true war horse, she never know how downright delicious his spunk would taste. From the moment it caked her tongue and flooded her tastebuds, she knew she wasn’t going to live to forget it. Rope after sticky rope of horse semen splashed onto her Blowjobs face, over her perky tits, and into her hair. Her hands pumped back and forth at the two-foot shaft of horse dick available, aiming to milk every last drop of flavorful nutbutter from the horse’s grapefruit-sized balls. Her prayer and confession to the ministry of horse cum, however, was cut short by a throat-clearing grunt from the orc chief who had watched the entire depraved goings on. “You pay toll, meat. You get to go,” snarled the Big Tits orc chief, “ – but you go back with gift.” Zahrine watched with a timid stare – or, what stare she could manage with her face layered in horse tackle spackle – as the overgrown mass of green muscle approached her with a devilish look on his two-fanged face. A torch sparked into life in the darkness of the encampment. Then, another torch. Several more flickering firelights sprung up as the raiding party became aware of the approaching hooves. The dark stallion trotted up carefully to the men walking out to meet it. “Brought something for us, Justice?” one of the gruff-voiced raiders spoke as he stroked the horse’s muzzle. “Someone, maybe?” The man held aloft his torch up to illuminate the nude form of Zahrine, the raidmaster who was supposed to be leading them onto the fields of battle come sunrise. Her body was littered in graffiti written in the barely-intelligible scrawlings of the orcs who left it. The writing was tapped out onto her skin in the traditional method of orcish tattooing. All in the common tongue, phrases like “meat whore,” “worthless,” “good for pleasure,” and “orc dick slave” were inked on her flesh. A handful of orcish names, presumably for posterity, were also tattooed on Zahrine’s naked body slumped over in the saddle. “Savages did their job as instructed. Can’t say that I’m not at least a bit surprised,” remarked the man to another member of the detachment. “Poor cunt can’t even stay conscious.” “Yeah, that ‘ought to take that bitch down a couple notches, huh?” returned the other man. “We’ll have to make sure they get paid. You know how those orcs are about ‘paying the toll,’ especially when you’re hiring them for a delicate job like this.” “That remains to be seen – we hired them to break her down. If she’s under the table blowing me tomorrow morning, I say we pay them.” The two men shared in a laugh, and one of them took the reins of the stallion who ferried their ‘leader’ teen back to them. What would Maria do if the ghost made Ronja do weird stuff, would she freak? Carol was the first to feel me burst into her mouth, and Dana pushed her mouth to the tip for her share of the arrival. He couldn’t imagine how defeated and tired Flynn must’ve felt, and even now after everything, how depressing it must be to be confined into a bed. Out of the teen corners of my eye, I saw Shelena walk in and pause. The sudden violation caused Lesslie to forget all about Melissa. They'll probably open a file on him, but they are not going to dedicate any uniforms to go get the guy. She looked mature and elegant for sure. As they left the theater, Amethyst took Rachel’s hand and pulled her over to Henry taking his hand so Big Tits she could walk between them. My head was to the rim in minutes, pushing on the stretched skin inside her. I was no longer the only punter and the other girls were less openly trying to get some action from me. There were now a steady stream of johns strolling down the path between the bars and the girls reverted to trying to lure them instead. Chase laughed at here for a solid 10 seconds. when she moved her head lower his dick was right there! “Well, there’s also some paddles, handcuffs, um… chain, are those nipple clamps? It was so incredible. “Do you like oral sex?” she asked when they were lying naked on the bed. “ When we were naked Karen closed the boot and told us to get in the back. I went and sat by her side, running my fingers softly along her arm. A few minutes later the doorbell went off, so as her new duty, Kimba answered it and led Betty into the kitchen where we were still drinking coffee. “Yes, yes, you're going to take my cherry, aren't you?” I moaned, trembling on the bed. He stuffed his professor's frilly thong into his pocket right as the door opened and students began to file into Blowjobs the classroom. If I went down on him and he rebuked me and told, my life would be come a living hell. She patted me on the ass and pointed me toward the shower, then closed the door as she left the bathroom. He then asked her, what the situation was. "Oh, that makes sense.