Thread: Wanderlust [Lookingforthis and Sigr]

Ella had been going at her cunt with the hunger of a pig feasting on an overripe watermelon, twice as messy if one took a look at her sticky face. Many men would want to marry a girl this horny, specially sporting that ass of hers Rakka laughed at Elizar's comment. Those men will be the ones that aren't worthy, as none of them will be able to match the void left by this the orc emphasized the comment tensing her muscles a bit, making her cock rise to heavily fall on Ella's chest again. She will have her hands full with your nephews and nieces though... she added, wondering what kind of offspring would she have. As time went by and Ella begged, asked, commanded and howled for cock, Rakka was more than pleased to give it to her, as the time was close. Rising her hips above Ella's face, Rakka's cock diligently followed, throbbing like it was about to explode, something closer to reality than expected. Take a deep breath and open wide, I won't stop until I come a warning born from caring and a threat formed by her lust, in the end, advice that Ella would have to follow if she wanted to be conscious for the ordeal. Rakka took hold of that springy, hard cock, and forced it downwards for it to look at Ella, dripping globs of heralding fluid over her face. Once the girl's battered nipples rose from the intake of air, Rakka downed herself back on Ella, cock in mouth without mercy, inch after inch of green meat puffed cheecks, bulged throat and went on to base. Fucking spirits, I won't last- she groaned, feeling Ella's slippery insides, but she was going to make it count. Moving her hips back, she pulled halfway out, only to push herself back again with a vengeance, as if she was fucking the air out of that girl, wanting to reach her cunt the wrong way. Fuck! two complete thrusts more, and at the bottoming out of the third one Ella could feel the balls twitch and pulse on her face, a warning that was only a fraction a second early, as soon that nasty spunk traveled Rakka's length in a torrent that seemed eager to fill her stomach. Grabbing unto those barely there tits, Rakka shot unfathomable quantities of that orc jelly, as white as the human one but dense as sap, with an aggressive taste that belonged in the most aged of cheeses, a smell that could scare packs of wolves a mile away. Rakka stirred and shook, a silly grin of pleasure on her face, eyes rolling up for a moment. As soon as she was done, she pulled that dripping stick of meat out of Ella, as one thing was fucking her silly, another one murdering someone with her cock. It happened once, and it was funny as hell, but it wasn't what Rakka wanted or Ella deserved, so she softly slapped Ella's face, making sure she was conscious and breathing after that ordeal. Sitting on the messed up bedding, Rakka was sporting a half chub, something menacing by itself, but it would be soon back for more action and fulfilling the promise of painting Elizar's family tree with a thick green brush. I'll be fucking you soon enough, girl Rakka barked, comfortably sitting. But I have waited long enough to get myself a slice of ass pie she grinned. Come here and put that thing into my face so I can delve on it Rakka commanded, rubbing her hands together as she was about to have herself a banquet, nothing too far from reality.