<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=3412.msg112321#msg112321">Quote from: Amberghylles on 02-01-2006, 02:55:11</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The gnoll's head snapped back and when he turned to face her again, his lips were curled back in a low dangerious snarl.  The gnoll with her other arm gripped tightly, holding it in both hands.<br/><br/>The one with the broomhandle jabbed it forward, driving it into Jessica's soft belly.  "Now we hurt you female," he growled, showing his teeth as well.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Jessica woofed out air as the broom-handle hit her stomach...she winced, but lost none of her defiance.  "I'd rather die than have your kind rape me," the redhead spat.<br/><br/>----<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The two gnolls moved and gave low satisfied growls as they withdrew from Beth.  They shifted around her on the bed, laying on either sde of her and nuzzling up to her soft, warm body.  Hands stroked over her lazily as one head settled upon her breasts and the other nuzzled her neck and licked her lips almost tenderly.  They seemed quite contented... at least for the moment.<br/><br/>Harker stroked Rachel's hair and back, pleased at what he'd done to her.  His other hand continued to stroke Shylee, stroking her thighs and belly and reaching up to cup and squeeze her breasts as she rode him as deeply as she could.  "Yes my pretty," he urged her as he felt himself rising again, "That's it...  That's nice..."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Beth looked over toward her daughter, catching her breath, legs still lying apart.  The gnolls' fur was also soft and warm.  There was something...comfortable about it to her.  Even though she was uncomfortable lying on sheets soaked by their seed, the cold of the wetness there contrasting with the warmth of the gnolls' bodies.<br/><br/>Her eyes were caught by Harker's hugeness, seeing her eldest daughter riding up and down on that massive rod of flesh.  Wiould the gnoll never be used up?  It was part fear, part...envy?  For there was a part of her that wanted her pussy filled again...the licks and nuzzling were strangely erotic to her.