I savored the feeling of him inside of me, the smell of sex that still wafted from his loins, lingering from the night before. I looked up to see Brock’s eyes opening, their black irises staring back at me. “Queen Yavara,” Brock murmured through a hoarse moan, “you are the born ruler of Alkandra; you do not need to suck on the lowly cock of some orc chieftain anymore.” I knew the stories; they were children’s tales meant to scare elflings lest they wander into the Great Forest. A reincarnated dark-elf of terrible power, hell-bent on vengeance against the Highland Kingdom. It was absurd, but it didn’t surprise me that simple tribesmen held the story as prophecy, waiting for a scion to deliver them from obscurity. But we were a thousand years from the days of Alkandi the Terrible, and I had no interest in roleplaying this oral morning. I slowly withdrew from Brock, my lips still sealed tightly, a vulgar sucking sound accompanying a low moan that ascended from my chest. I placed Brock’s upon my face, the shaft resting on my cheek while my fingers toyed with his swollen head. “I am no Queen, Brock. I am a princess of the Highlands, and after my fun is over here,” I smiled seductively while slowly stroking his shaft, “I will return there, and figure out what mad wizard put such a curse on me.” I crawled up Brock’s legs, my left hand still gently grasping his cock. I straddled him, my right hand tracing the ripples of his muscled chest. I pushed the she-orc strap that covered my openings to the side, but left the “bra” that covered my nipples and held my ample breasts high on my chest. Placing his throbbing cock between my asscheeks, I grinded slowly, feeling him rub against my pussy masturbation and asshole. My body reacted instantly, oozing lust from petals which flushed with want. But I would keep my virginity (as it was), and only offer Brock what he’d Latina already stolen. Truth be told, I doubted I could ever garner such delights from my womanhood; a debased whore such as myself was made to revel in the filthy and wrong. For that was what I was, and so I whole-heartedly accepted the woman who had blossomed from my sexual awakening. The very idea of the lows I would delve to aroused me beyond control, babe and I pressed his tip to my winking sphincter. “But until then, I’m going to enjoy every second of this lowly, orc cock.” I said, smiling Lesbian devilishly, and squatted. Lisa and I looked at each other and grinned. With that, we masturbation kissed some more until it was night, spooned, and drifted off to sleep. As they exited the house after collecting their bags, Jennifer lit a cigarette. Gawd it was a terrifying situation but right oral then I knew I would babe do it again in a minute! Nonchalantly he moved over by their desk and dropped it off. My lips were pressed tightly together; trying to hold back the Lesbian moans of pleasure. I reach the meeting place and shoot Tony a text asking him to pick me up. The only time she takes for herself is when she eats, drinks, catnaps or bathes. I again felt my allergies getting the best of me Latina and took another dose of my medication. All this talk about sex has made me horny.