<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> The trio of gnolls snickered and laughed as they spread out.  They were young and eager to taste the female's sweetness.  "No..." the first answered as he stepped closer, "You are our female now.  This place is our's."  He reached out, trying to grab the broom handle and disarm her. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Filthy gnolls!" Jessica screamed, swinging that stout length of wood.  One one swing, she connected with the second gnoll, and the strength of the blow she delivered surprised the young warrior, who was driven back for a moment, nursing a growing bruise on his side that had been just short of enough to crack ribs.  She swung the broomstick again, bruising the arm of the first gnoll, though the angle of the blow meant it was merely painful but not damaging.<br/><br/>Unfortunately for Jessica, there were two more gnolls, and they were able to get behind her.  One grabbed her from behind, wrestling her, and the other grabbed the brrom-handle.  There was a tug-of-war for the length of oak.  Her strength and tenacity were surprising, but at the end the third gnoll had the broom-handle, and the other two held her arms.  "Let me<em>go</em>," Jessica shouted.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The gnoll beginning to fuck Beth for the second time grunted.  "Human females... just so tight," he answered her, "Feels so good to fuck you."  Even used and filled twice now, her walls were tight around his tool, and he humped her vigoriously.  The other groaned as she rubbed his slick cock.  "Suck it..." he ordered, "Suck it clean..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"So...big..." the mother said, feeling herself stuffed--again--to a point beyond anything she had experienced before.  And her arousal was unmistakeable...she thrust her hips back at the gnoll on top of her.  He was surprised how much of him the woman was able to take.  Beth turned her head enough to see Shylee and Rachel...and Harker's rampant hardness.  "Climb...on top of...him..." The mother told her older daughter.<br/><br/>"Mother!" Shylee exclaimed.<br/><br/>"Just do it...you are...his now...he has needs..."<br/><br/>Then the older gnoll commanded Beth to service him...and she did, wrapping her lips around the thick tip of his cock, sucking it enthusiastically, breathing quickly through her nose, sweat rolling down her face.  Her legs began to tremble.<br/><br/>Harker felt Rachel begin to spasm, heard her cry out, felt her insides tighten on his tongue.  There was movement on the bed...and as Rachel spasmed, something warm and wet touched the tip of his cock, slowly sheathing him in it as Shylee cried out from atop him.