Her enthusiastic cry spurring them on, both men thrust forward into her, filling her mouth and pussy both, as they gave rough grunts of pleasure. They'd quickly start thrusting, finding a matching rhythm, growing rougher and more aggressive, in response to her passion for it.<br/><br/>She couldn't see Sophie any more, but from the sounds of it, she was getting handled much the same way, from the rhythmic slapping of flesh, and the eager grunts. "Fuck, this elf bitch is tight."<br/><br/>Vakur was fairly quiet, but the northern man in front of her gave occasional outbursts of curses and other short phrases, as he satisfied himself with her mouth. "If her mouth is this good, how good's that pussy?" he asked, to which the orc replied, "Best I've ever had."