They pull out and sperm flows out of her. Get back in line, more babies need to be made! Mogruk: My queen! She walks seductively towards the camp, orcs notice one by one and stop what they were doing, stunned by her beauty and stricken by her aura. Chief Uglok: Oh fuck! She savors every drop. Created for their strength and mental fortitude. God! Satisfy your queen. When she’s done, she wonders what Velistra has instore. This city is in ruins! His hips slam to the hilt and his throbs are ginormous. The instant grip of her pussy absolves his anger and he feels guilty for his outburst. Pregnant. Chief Uglok: This is amazing! Do I look like your lover? Chief Uglok: I have had many concubines in my time, yet none have been as robust as you. Velistra: My belly, it’s huge! They kill her husband and the woman screams. Krallash: What are you waiting for?
