Borsk growled as he moved deeper and deeper down the girl's channel with each thrust of his massive manhood.<br/><br/>Luca studded her purple eyes with smug satisfaction at the mingled lust and shame.  Girls were so weak.  He had nothing to fear from this one, not anymore.  The tiefling stood and--as Borsk solidly bottomed out against the assassin's womb, he anointed the girl's lips with a bead of his seed.<br/><br/>He waited patiently as Borsk slowly teased her pussy with gentle strokes.  Then, when the orckin thrust in hard, to the very hilt, he took advantage of the girl's scream to press his manhood between her lips to the back of the throat.