Melanny writhed and moaned in his lap, her wet pussy rubbing against his hard cock through her leggings.“Lance,” she pleaded. “Please.”“Plea...se what?” he asked teasingly, before going back to work on her nipple. She blushed harder than she already was.“F-fuck me,” she said quietly.“I don’t think I caught that,” Hugo teased, once again detaching himself from her tit.“F-fu-FUCK OH MY SWEET FUCKING JESUS HOLY SHIT!” At that moment, Felicia had snuck up underneath them, slipped Melanny’s leggings. " Yes, Master." Alice said, tiptoeing up to kiss me as she passed. She discretely grabbed my crotch as she did so, hiding it with her body. I turned my head after her, thinking how in the bedroom I dominated her, but outside it she ruled over me. I turned back to Tusk, to see him smirking."I can smell the stench of lust upon you both. It appears it IS true that humans are in heat constantly." He said matter-of-factly.I was stunned at his openness. Well, I reminded myself, he WAS an Ork."Umm.... They had collected an enthusiastic retinue along the way. Particularly vociferous, if crudely expressed, appreciation was voiced regarding the two thong clad ladies as their fine young bottoms rolled from side to side in sweet co-ordination with the walking motion of their long well-muscled and shapely legs. Mrs Jenkinson, who was anxious to get things started as soon as possible, clucked disapprovingly at their tardy arrival.A crowd of eager young and not so young men soon gathered around the. She burst out laughing, completely without shame, ‘you unimaginable beast! ‘ ‘Do you think I tore your dress for effect, ‘he teased. ‘ I adore looking at you, my love. It cannot be helped, it is the most natural thing in the world for a man in love to want to see the intimate parts of his lady. ‘ Juliette settled against him, ‘I do like being your lady, Robert. It means that you are my gentleman. ‘ He laughed, ‘I felt most men in my position were called their lady’s Lord. ‘ ‘You aren’t, though..