Pussy

Keeping an iron-tight grip on her ass, you slowly slide the very tip of your cock in, and Marian's eyes go wide.

"You little slut. How much have you been shoving your filthy fingers in here, just dreaming about when i would do this to you?" You ask, humiliating her.

Her face burns bright red, and you lower her, the entirety of your cock head getting sucked in with a wet Pop!

A loud, sensual moan erupts from her mouth, which is quickly covered by her hands, and she looks shocked at herself.

You grin, and slide down another three inches, receiving another massive moan from the slut on your cock.

Pushing her ass further down your cock, she descends another three inches, and her body shudders with pleasure.

A small smile appears on her face, but it is quickly wiped away by a look of concern and fear.

You pull her down your cock as far as she will go, but you slam into her cervix with another three inches left on your cock.

The smack against her cervix elicits a loud yelp from Hawke, which causes her to cover her mouth, and glare at you.

You shrug, might as well have fun with this.

Keeping your grip on her thighs, you lift her ass up and slam it back down, smacking against her cervix each time. You don't bother to shove your entire length back in each time, you're just using this pussy to please yourself for the moment, not torment her. If you had chosen to torment her, you would have gone with her asshole.

Each slap of her thighs against yours was accompanied with a loud, piercing moan that ended with a slightly louder yelp of pain as you pounded against her cervix like a battering ram against a wooden door.

She takes her hands off of your chest and places them up and behind your neck, with one of her hands moving up and down the back of your head with each thrust into her birth canal. Now that her hands weren't pressed against your chest, her significantly above average chest now smacked against your own with each thrust of your meat pole into her pussy.

Through her moans, you hear your two slaves talking.

"Wow Isabella! She sounds more like a whore than i EVER did at the Rose!" You heard you elven **** comment.

"....Kitten... are you saying you WORKED at the Blooming Rose Brothel?"

"Well, i did, for a few weeks, until Hawke made me quit."

"HAWKE made you quit??" Isabela asked, shocked.

"That's what i said Isabela! Keep up!"

"She found out after she came in really drunk one night, rented me for the whole night, then got really angry the next morning when she woke up." Merrill explained.

"Why were you.. wait.. you fucked Hawke??"

"Oh, this was a while before you two got together! And i can see why you fell in love with her Isabela! I had naughty dreams about her for WEEKS afterwards! I had to change my bed sheets so many times.."

"...okay.. Why were you even working there anyway??"

"A girl needs to eat, Isabela!"

That was all you heard before Hawke snatched you attention back by kissing you.

This time, it was her tongue exploring your mouth. You eagerly reciprocated, wiggling your tongue all the way to the back of her throat, and stopping before her uvula.

Retracting your tongue and breaking the kiss, a string of spit bridged your mouths, and you saw that Marian's reasonably attractive eyes were almost unrecognizable; literally clouded over with lust. Her short black hair was disheveled, her red blood swipe was smeared and faded, as was any other makeup on her face.

You doubt she'd recognize her own mother in this state, and you wonder if her mother would recognize her...

You lift her up by her hips all the way up to your cockhead, then slam her down.

A loud scream rips through the hall, and you realize it came from Marian.

You had pierced through her cervix and were now inside her womb.

Looking down at Marian's face, you see her eyes have rolled into the back of her head, and her moans were being interrupted with the occasional sob and ****.

With the immense tightness of Marian's birth canal and womb, you feel your balls stir, and you know that it won't be long before you cum.