Quiet acceptance

Lodged between the two sweaty night elf wrestlers and getting bounced back and forth on their cocks, I started quietly accepting my place. They were passing me between them like... like a Theramore prostitute! As if my situation could not get worse... thinking about it only made me feel aroused!

To tell you the truth, I might have started enjoying my place, but there was not a chance in hell I’d let these night elves know! They took turns thrusting into me, one elf grabbing my flailing cock and stroking it as he drove his cock fully into me while the other occupied my mouth... occasionally changing places so their partner could enjoy the other one’s “dirty work”.

As my energy started fading, they finally made it clear they were ready to cum. Instead of bursting into my poor backdoor, they commanded me to kneel before them. As I did, they stroked their cocks, pumping their cum all over my face...

“Ash’thera nuimea alu’dor kaldorei eryndor de alah’bat, huiat?” (Who knew humans were such sluts, huh?)

They blew me a kiss, then turned around and walked away as I laid back on the ground to regain my strength, face covered with their semen as my own cock throbbed, aching for the release it did not get...