She let out a scream of rage and frustration, trying to break free of his large muscled arms but, whether due to her own lack of strength, or a secret desire for failure, she was unable to. The Orc growled slightly, almost excitedly, pushing her legs further apart with one knee and grinning maliciously.
Mira opened her mouth to protest, to say anything, but just then the orc thrust up, impaling her cunny upon the long length of his dark shaft. She gasped, a mixed feeling of shame and pleasure surging through her. She was being fucked by an orc! An Orc! A ravaging monster. A killer, a ****, a beast! She was being fucked by it against a wall and, sweet Gods help her, she was moaning with the pleasure of it.
Its cock slid in and out of her at a breakneck pace, her breasts jiggling in time with its savage thrusts. The slapping sound of its ball hitting her buttocks filled the room, along with the growing sounds of her pleasure and his bestial grunts.
She tried to hold back, she tried not to enjoy it, she tried to ignore the growing pleasure, the growing climax., but she couldn’t deny that it wasn’t far off. Things were only made worse as the Orc moved one of its gnarled hands from her hips and began to pull and tweak her perky, erect nipples.
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