. or trying to relax ... as Gillis continued, refusing to stop.As he felt the overweight girl writhe and squirm with her approaching climax Gillis eas...ed away from Caitlyn's clitoris. He plunged his tongue into her vagina, tasting the slightly acid secretion, licked again the now flushed swollen cunt-lips, kissed the trembling inner thighs.Caitlyn drew shuddering breaths. She was enervated, drained, lethargic. She could not push the man's head away. She could not close her thighs. She sobbed. He was rough with me. He didn't care that he left bruises on my body. He didn't hear me crying as he shoved his cock into my cunt. He didn't hear me screaming as he raped my ass.'All this time during the monologue Selene had never raised her voice, hadn't got emotional, cried or shown an ounce of humanity. She was the soul of calmness. I was chilled by the matter-of-fact way she delivered her speech.She leant forward, her eyes still holding mine. Putting her elbows on the table she steepled her. She sat down besides me and picked up a bottle and filled two pegs and asked me to finish the last peg. The atmosphere became hot and sexy when she hugged me and then offered a kiss on her lips . I could see the passion in her eyes and could not resist further . And started caressing and kissing and making love with her madly. During this i lowered the strap of her lingerie from her shoulders stripping her topless and moving down to her beautiful , fully developed and firm boobs. I enjoyed. She reached up and pawed at the chief in a plea of mercy. The pitying chieftain laughed. Back and forth, the debilitated and dishonored shadow priestess received her steady supply of orcish throatfucking. Each thrust forward was punctuated with a meek “gl’urch,” or a spluttering “hr-rrk.” Each pitiful protest to the raid on her maw quivered her vocal chords and hummed pleasingly around the chief’s blunt tool.“Human good for orc pleasure, men!” Grunted the chief, plugging merrily away at.