When Sabre dropped down to his knees made her thrill, hand slowing almost to a stop on Mora's cock as she had to put one on the floor to brace herself, the pinch of his fingers on her nipple making her squeak.  The motion and the touch of his hands as he positioned her were sweet, which make the way he grabbed her head and throat above her collar and started thrusting surprising.  The roughness was more than welcome, even as she gagged on the flared crown of his cock when he pushed it into her throat, it spelled desire and willingness to show her the rawer parts of himself, to use her as completely as she had been craving.  The smack of his balls, already a little slick with her saliva, against her chin and the growing throb of his shaft in her mouth warned her that he was about to cum, and she made herself relax her throat, shuddering and grabbing onto the floor, gripping Mora's cock and feeling the delicious sensation of precum dribbling over her hand as her throat and mouth flooded with hot seed.  It tasted fundamentally masculine, musky and a little sweet, a little salty, body-warm, and she swallowed it eagerly with a moan of delight.<br/><br/>As Sabre withdrew from her mouth, the rest of the world came back to her, and she lowered her head for a moment, licking her lips and panting for breath, throat a little sore from the way he had been pounding it, but she smiled up at him and gave him a hoarse "Thank you, Sir!" as she started rocking back harder onto Daelen's rod.  She heard the sweet, wet sounds her cunt was making around him and gasped with pleasure as the pleasure started building for her, too.  Mark's cock was pressed between her breasts, his thrusts making her nipples tingle with with sensation, and she took just a moment to lick and suck at the hard, red tip of it as it emerged, thinking about her response as she tried to angle herself to take Mora's shaft in her mouth, then whimpering, eyes going a little unfocused as Daelen dragged her head up by her hair.<br/><br/>"I<em>love</em>it rough, Master."  The answer was almost cut off when she greedily took the head of Mora's cock in her mouth, not even pretending that she wasn't eager to taste him, too.  Her gaze traveled up his body to meet his eyes, and she stroked him with her soft tongue, licking up every drop of precum with a noise of enjoyment.  She let her lips slip down his shaft to suck and lap at his heavy sac, tongue teasing his balls through the loose skin, her head pressed lightly against his thigh and his shaft resting on her soft cheek.  "Mmm...!"