<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Balthus was doubly surprised by the results of fucking the divine Goddess' mouth-pussy. First by just how easily she'd come when his cock assaulted her mouth, as if she had been surprised, before she started to soak and moan on his rod. Balthus was amused that the divine, haughty, being had ended up coming from just the sensation of his cock in her lovely mouth.. but was equally as surprised by the way her body rejuvenated itself just after her orgasm. Such a pesky Goddess resisting his domination. That only riled up the Orc. A bit too much. The Orc's dropped guard and her actively sucking mouth, combined by that strange crown moving above her head, seemed to be the ample distract that Ana needed to push Balthus over the edge, or so she thought. Balthus had yet to resist any orgasm, to deny himself the pleasure of coating his need breeding sleeves seemed wrong. But for a Goddess as wily, and as resistant, as Ana. Balthus knew better than to just let himself cum freely into the long-eared Goddess. Balthus <em>grunted</em> as he <strong>Resisted</strong> the urge to release. The Goddess would feel that gargantuan rod swelling in her mouth, moments away from release, before once again thrusting into the back of her throat. Balthus had resisted his urge.<br/><br/>But it was only a temporary resistance. The Orc pumped her mouth, determined to force more pleasure out of that arrogant slut, his thick cock constantly causing her to gag as it reached the depths of her throat. That thick, swollen rod, once again starting to swell while it was buried in her throat. She'd feel it, clearly, as the Orc let out a <strong>Primal Roar</strong>. That gargantuan rod would suddenly <em>spill</em> into her mouth. Load, after load, of thick Orckish cream being pumped down her throat and into her stomach. Not quite enough to leave it bulging, yet, as the Orc withdrew his swollen cock from her mouth and let out the last few loads of it's thick cream flood her mouth, enough to make her gargle it if she breathed, while a healthy load decorated her face and the top of those luscious tits. The worse part for the Goddess? The Orc had forced that haughty, proud, woman to cum again. He'd made her cum while she was in the midst of tasting Orc cum. But that was only the start of the humiliation Balthus had planned for the poor Goddess. Not that she might be thinking straight when there was cum literally dripping form her eye-lashes onto her eyes and still flooding her poor mouth. Ruining her taste buds with that pugnent, musky, seed.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">                               </span><br/><br/>Balthus uses <strong>Resist</strong> [STR=9][MEN=3] Result: 12<br/><strong>Resist</strong> is a success.<br/>Balthus rolls: 1d20 Result: 6<br/>Balthus uses Primal Roar - Ultimate.</span>