For all that she'd pleaded with Tali'drol to give her exactly this, Naeara gave a muffled squeak of surprise as he force-fed her his shaft. She stared up at him with desperate, watering eyes as his long fingers hooked into her pussy, and when he teased over her most sensitive of spots she convulsed in bliss, her pale lips twitching around his cock as she struggled with its size.<br/><br/>She frantically drew breath through her nose as he used her as a cock-sleeve, and her arousal flooded the troll's hand between her legs as he continued to toy with her. What she lacked in technique she made up for in raw hunger, wriggling her tongue along the underside of his cock and lavishing her lips along its length each time he sawed her head back and forth. When he pinched her nose shut, she shuddered in panic for a moment -- enough to allow his cock to nudge into her throat, leaving her gagging when he withdrew. A tangle of drool followed it, spilling down her chin onto her breasts, and she shuddered in pleasure when he lay the column of warm, pulsing flesh across her face again. "I..." she hesitated, her eyes closing.<br/><br/>"Whatever you want," she finally said, meekly; the seat of the chair was a veritable puddle beneath her. "Just... I need it, please. Anything. Everything." Frustrated tears came to her eyes. "I have to have it in me. I can't... I can't cum, otherwise. Please. Please take me. Anywhere. So I can cum. Please."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>