The one in her womb would thrust into her as hard and fast as he could.  Given the nature of her dress, his hands would drop from her hips to try to wiggle under the material of the dress to grip those hanging breasts of hers.  Rough hands would play with soft flesh, kneading and gripping as hips met hips, cock pounding away at her insides.  A grunt escaped the creature as he thrust one final time into her and let his seed spew from the tip of him.  The flow of the creature was immense, as if he hadn't seen an orgasm in years.  As he pulled out, juices flowed back out of her entrance to coat him and the ground.<br/><br/>Mourn laughed even as another of the kobolds took up behind her.  This one slid into her easier than the previous one had, given she'd be acclimated to the one cock already.  "Look at them go," Mourn said with a soft chuckle.  "They're starved, and you're dinner.  They you may need to worry about.  Because kobolds have mated with humans in the past."  Mourn casually stroked his own cock as the one began to pound her cunt with his cock.  This one was more vigorous, slapping her on the ass while thrusting into her as quickly as his little body could manage.<br/><br/>The one slapping her with his cock quickly got his wish, having her suck and tongue him.  His laughter was high-pitched, almost a giggle, as both hands would grip her hair and start to fuck her face with as much intensity as he could muster in the position.  The head of his cock would quickly beat against the back of her throat, the precum leaking like a sieve from the tip to help ensure she'd be able to manage this.  Then, he began to force the head of his cock against the back of her throat and beyond, groaning a word in his language as he tried to force her to deepthroat him.