Rowenna felt her body twisted about like a rag doll.  Weakly she struggled to get away! She didn't want to have the orc defile her already well used body.<br/>"Please don't" she whimpered but she knew that her aroused pussy was all the encouragement he would need.<br/><br/>What was wrong with her? She felt cursed! Why did this keep happening to her and how come her body always responded so strongly even when she would rather die than submit?<br/><br/>She felt the orcs fat fingers grip her hips tightly and braced herself for his thrust.