"Will you hurry up and fuck the Imperial bitch already! My cock's getting cold and is rearing to fuck that arse!" An obnoxious, deep rumbling voice complained. It belonged to an Orc who appeared near identical to the Chieftain in size with the one good eye, however the only difference between them was the crimson red of his war paint and the Chieftain's hair done in dreadlocks that pile atop his great head. The Orc stood defiant instead of regretting his impatient declaration and disrespect towards his Chieftain.
"You know the code Yamaz... The strongest and bravest Orc takes the first taste. I know you're still pissed about me becoming Chieftain brother, nonetheless Malacath has spoken and chosen wisely." The Chieftain smirked smugly at his glowering brother, grabbing then pulling the Imperial's buttock aside to show more of his skilful ministrations to the shining brown hole. The slick sounds increased in volume, causing a few Orcs to groan at the erotic show taking out and massaging the ache out of their own great, dark green rods of rigid flesh.
The Imperial was panting, bucking against the Chieftain with urgency. The Orc could feel the iron-hardness of the priest's leaking cock, drops of pre-come stuck to his elf pelt and exposed abdomen. The brutish elf turned the endorphins-drugged young man away from him, laying him on his front across the Orc's lap. The long, rogue flushed cock was slotted between the green boulders of the Chieftain's great thighs. After ensuring that the Imperial was positioned comfortably, the Chieftain pounded all four of his fingers in-and-out mercilessly.
Shrill cries and shrieks of abandonment ripped from Angelo's throat. His vision blurred in colours as he raced towards the fine edge of pleasure; that wonderful internal place within him being vigorously petted lent more energy to the building fire than what his stimulated cock offered.
With a few more thrusts from the Orc's fingers, the Imperial raced over the edge into explosive bliss. His back was curled into a graceful arch, his final cry of utter pleasure echoed throughout the Stronghold. The young man's seed gushed out like a geyser, it rained down on the ground and a few white strands decorated the Chieftain's olive green calf.
Angelo has never orgasmed this hard before.
The Orcs groaned at the erotic show of the priest's ejaculation, a few that masturbated came into their fists as white liquid spilled over thick green fingers.
As the panting Imperial gradually sobers from his orgasmic high, the Chieftain lifts then sits him upright on his now bare lap as his throbbing hard cock rests up against the lush rump.
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Hi guys, sorry about the delay of the update. I won't be posting for a while as my prelims/practice Exams are next week. When that's all done and dusted, I'll get back to this as soon as I can.
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"You know the code Yamaz... The strongest and bravest Orc takes the first taste. I know you're still pissed about me becoming Chieftain brother, nonetheless Malacath has spoken and chosen wisely." The Chieftain smirked smugly at his glowering brother, grabbing then pulling the Imperial's buttock aside to show more of his skilful ministrations to the shining brown hole. The slick sounds increased in volume, causing a few Orcs to groan at the erotic show taking out and massaging the ache out of their own great, dark green rods of rigid flesh.
The Imperial was panting, bucking against the Chieftain with urgency. The Orc could feel the iron-hardness of the priest's leaking cock, drops of pre-come stuck to his elf pelt and exposed abdomen. The brutish elf turned the endorphins-drugged young man away from him, laying him on his front across the Orc's lap. The long, rogue flushed cock was slotted between the green boulders of the Chieftain's great thighs. After ensuring that the Imperial was positioned comfortably, the Chieftain pounded all four of his fingers in-and-out mercilessly.
Shrill cries and shrieks of abandonment ripped from Angelo's throat. His vision blurred in colours as he raced towards the fine edge of pleasure; that wonderful internal place within him being vigorously petted lent more energy to the building fire than what his stimulated cock offered.
With a few more thrusts from the Orc's fingers, the Imperial raced over the edge into explosive bliss. His back was curled into a graceful arch, his final cry of utter pleasure echoed throughout the Stronghold. The young man's seed gushed out like a geyser, it rained down on the ground and a few white strands decorated the Chieftain's olive green calf.
Angelo has never orgasmed this hard before.
The Orcs groaned at the erotic show of the priest's ejaculation, a few that masturbated came into their fists as white liquid spilled over thick green fingers.
As the panting Imperial gradually sobers from his orgasmic high, the Chieftain lifts then sits him upright on his now bare lap as his throbbing hard cock rests up against the lush rump.
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Hi guys, sorry about the delay of the update. I won't be posting for a while as my prelims/practice Exams are next week.
When that's all done and dusted, I'll get back to this as soon as I can.
See you all soon~