Vintal let out a cry as her engorged clit was now being abused. She roughly squeezed her own breasts and could feel her insides tighten around the toy, making it harder for the Goblin to pass the leather extension in and out. But it made it oh so much better. She was just as mindful as clay as she let the Goblin use her in any way she wanted, just wanting nothing but pleasure.<br/><br/>The only thing that anyone else can understand out of her mouth was her whorish moans and cries and pants of pleasure. Surely even an inexperienced virgin who didn't know what they were doing could pleasure her at this point. Whatever amount of potion the Goblin had put into the drink, it turned Vintal into quite the sluttish toy to play with.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>