Starved.  That was the perfect word to describe the kobolds.  Mina could do little more than ride the storm as she was pummeled from behind, although she managed a squeak as she felt the sudden rush of fluid emptying into her body.  Even though she knew what it was, she still tried to tighten up as she felt it dribbling out of her - old reflexes telling her not to wet herself.  She didn't have to worry long as the next kobold eagerly plugged the flow from her cunt.<br/><br/>The one in front was a different story.  Even in her repressed encounter with Mourn and Jagger, she'd never dealt with a cock in her mouth.  As he shoved deeper, she began to choke and panic.  Pulling back from him only drove her more solidly on the one behind her, and the respite didn't last very long as the next thrust drove her forward again.  It wasn't long before she did the only thing she could.<br/><br/>She swallowed.<br/><br/>Her body knew that the only ways to get rid of something stuck in the throat were to swallow or cough.<br/>Her eyes widened as she felt the thick length of his cock slide deeper, without relieving the sense of something being 'stuck'.  She continued to try to clear it, making her throat clutch at the organ even as her pussy was starting to clutch at the kobold fucking her from behind.