The square-jawed gentlemen’s hands kept her firmly in check, a broad, snarling grin dispatched just for her viewing pleasure. Slowly, painfully slowly based on her burning sensation spilling from her nethers, she slid down his length: It’d be just enough to tease and torment the already tested nerves, but far from a proper fuck. Her pleas apparently fell on deaf ears.<br/>Keeping her steady, his cock hilted lusciously deep within her, the square-jawed man awaited: She suddenly felt his fiendish compatriot curl one hand around her shoulder before the head of his cock pressed against her cum-drenched, abused ass: it slid inside with relative ease, hinting at how she’d grown accustomed to the invasive pricks. He didn’t stop his entry before he was just as buried as the man underneath. And then he stopped as well!<br/><br/>They were in a position to take her to the skies and cause her to spontaneously go cross-eyed and those low-down dirty, two bit sons-of-ogres paused!<br/><br/>Then, the square-jawed man addressed Emberspike through a hefty breath:<br/><br/>“<i>Well m’lord! This bitch has been wailin’ for her rightly release throughout the ordeal! Whats your order, Admiral?!</i>”<br/><br/>Emberspike made a theatrical act of pondering the prospects: the man atop, who’s prick was dug deep into her ass, planted haphazard pecks, licks and kisses across her shoulder blades and neck: Again, not with deep romantic affection in mind, but rather to whip her further into a desperate state of need..<br/><br/>In his moment of pause, Tamaskas senses were in an uproar - Her nethers responded achingly, telling her just how the two pricks jerked in anticipation deep within either hole; the heat was boiling with their three locked bodies; her nose was assailed by a thick scent of shared arousal intersected with the faint musky odour of the warm saps splattered on her face.<br/><br/>“Well, yous dogs! Has she done a good work so far?” Emberspike asked redundantly.<br/><br/>The enthusiastic cheers from all except the man busying himself with taunting licks gave a clear answer.<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">THEEEN BY ALL MEANS, gentlemen! You’ll disappoint me if A’ don’t hear her scream like a dog in heat! When ye’s done I want this floor –sailin’-! That’s an order!</span>” Emberspike roared, rolling into a manic cackle summarily.<br/><br/>Almost immediately in the wake of his boast, Tamaska felt her nethers and her ass explode into pleasure as the two unruly men began a tight, alternating fuck, rhythmically plundering both her holes. The square-jawed man gritted his teeth as two hands seized around her wonderful breasts, fingers in particular concentrating around the aroused and helplessly sensitive flesh of her nipples. Wide open eyes stared into the cum-splattered face of hers, relishing what he was seeing.<br/>The man atop thundered into her behind with zest, zeal and ardour, his heavy balls slapping against her used flesh lewdly.<br/><br/>She finally got what she wanted – an absolute unbridled attack by the two large men: it’d be nearly impossible for her to keep her release at bay for long.<br/><br/>The third man stepped up besides the trio, his pending prick wagging in anticipation – a hand curled gingerly around her cheek as he spoke forth in orcish:<br/><br/>“<i>Yer hands look soft, troll – give me a good rub and lick mah’ cock gently. Don’t suck it hard.</i>”<br/><br/>The almost boyish expression suggested he wanted to abuse her capability to be soft, contrasting the demanding screw-storm happening in her nethers.<br/><br/>The goblin-clad demon finally arsed himself to jump to his feet. He moseyed over to the foursome having a blast as if he was an art critic reviewing a piece of sophisticated art displayed at a sophisticated museum.<br/>In-between the grunts and her moans and mewls of pleasure, she could see him take in every single detail in the group; His smile was ever-present and only seemed to broaden the longer his glance lingered.<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">Now, this Tamaska…</span>” he nodded while a finger wagged at her.<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">This is whats I’m talkin’ about. I’m damn surprised no one really took you in like this before – you’s LOVING it!</span>” he added through a cackle.<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">Nether, A’d be a tool if A’ didn’t get in on the action after these gents are done.</span>” He mused, still circling the foursome.<br/><br/>Finally, he parked his butt atop the now vacant stool and took the role as a first-row spectator, drinking in her helpless enjoyment with a perverted, feisty glance underlining just how much he relished her perversion.<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">So how does it feel, my’s blue slut? Let Emberspike in on your sensations goin’ through your head.</span>” He continued, gesturing lazily with his cigar at her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>