<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>"Good cunt."</strong> The Orc slurred the words as it kept pumping that <em>swollen</em> cock in and out of her mouth, massaging every inch of her mouth with his cock. Her cheeks stuffed and her tongue constantly being bathed in the taste of him. Not to mention the bulge in her throat every time her mouth was lowered onto him. Even after her precious orgasm the beast kept pumping that pretty mouth, using it as his personal sleeve. The Orc just had to much frustration to get out and the Orc only wanted to keep feeling that mouth of hers on him till he could be truly satisfied. He forced her into orgasmic pleasure with nothing but the taste of his dick and yet the Orc kept pumping himself in and out of her. His cock constantly churning away in her mouth and making more <em>drool</em> leak from her lips before forcing it to fall across those full tits.<br/><br/>Round. Firm. Tits. Just like the Orc liked. That was what got him out of her mouth, partially anyway, the taste of that mouth of hers. His swollen dick pulled out from her mouth, drawing out of it and leaving large strings of cummy saliva connecting her lips to his dick. Saliva that was riddled with his precum. Those strings fell across her lips, cheek, and chin as the Orc lifted her body into a better position. Where it could slide its enormous girth between those fleshy tits. The chains did the job of keeping her tits trapped together, tight around his girth, making her tits nothing more than another sleeve-hole for the Orc to pump between as that girthy cockhead remained in her mouth for her to suck and taste. Potent precum leaking from the tip. Her mouth and tits used nothing more than that Orcs personal fuck-tunnel. The heavy saliva dripping onto her breast now smeared.. and the space between her breasts would now be equally wet with him pumping between them.<br/><br/>If she thought the musk from smelling him as he sucked her was bad. Then with her saliva coating his dick, awakening that scent.. the very musk that most normal women dreaded and shuddered at would now be <em>staining</em> her breasts. The heavy musk would no doubt fill her nostrils again and be all the more potent. Certainly more potent than the thick drops of precum she was being forced to suck. The Orc was making the Goddess worship him. Though his insistence on fucking her tits did loosen his grip on the precious chains binding her body. Not that it would matter. The Orc, in the midst of enjoying the feel of her tits around his cock, soon collapsed in a <strong>Primal Roar</strong>. A roar that soon caused the poor Goddess' mouth to stuff.. and over stuff.. with his pungent and thick cum. If she could swallow all of it.. needless to say her stomach would be bloated with Orc cum. If she couldn't.. then that heavy cum would drool out from her mouth and fall on those very tits that the Orc was still fucking even as he came.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">                       </span><br/>Balthus uses Ultimate - Primal Roar.<br/>Balthus rolls: 1d20 Result: 10</span>