Force. Watch. I parted from Prestira’s kiss with a gasp, pressing my body to her, my hands gripping her modest glutes as I hoisted her onto the table. I felt my sphincter close behind his exit, felt acutely the heat of him dissipating inside me, the absence of his cock ravaging my filthy innards. “Look at yourself.” Yavara whispered in my ear, her lips touching the point. “Take me! “As have you, dearest love. She surged into me as I extracted life from her, my body burning with it, the enchanting toxins of the dark-elf. I wondered what kind of face I made for her, but I knew the sound. She wriggled in the air like a fish on a line, and I laughed manically, a girlish sound cascading from my lips in congruence with my ever-growing tongue. It felt right. Brock’s crotch pressed to hers; he was all the way in. From heavily-lidded eyes, I connected gazes with Certiok Protaki Terdini. My vision was inverted, my crown pressed to the floor, my back arching to press my body deeper into Elena’s. “You bit me!” I gasped.
