The Gnolls lose patience with Emmaline

Emmaline was the sort of girl who got fully invested in her work. There was no time for idle distraction while she had a cock buried in her mouth, no time to think about anything other than her own motions and the building pleasure of the man in front of her, or... in this case the Gnoll in front of her.

Emmaline was almost in a trance as she licked and bobbed, her hands moved idly on their own finding a well practiced rhythm entirely out of her focus. She didn't notice the Gnoll behind her until she felt his hands on her hips, gripping and trying to pull him backwards. "No!" Emmaline said, more so commanding than angry, as if she were disciplining a dog. The Gnoll didn't listen however, his clawed hands just tugging harder until her legs were pulled out from under her.

Emmaline hit the ground, letting out a surprised yell as her legs were swept out from under her. The sound of disappointing howling rang out from the Gnolls in front of her as her hands fell away from their cocks. "Wait! Sorry, I--" Emmaline started to scramble back forward. There was no telling how upset the Gnolls would be if she didn't finish them off.

The Gnoll behind her was having none of it, however. She briefly felt the warm, wet presence of his animalistic nose sniffing between her legs before the Gnoll threw aside her skirt, tearing the rich fabric slightly with the movement. "Damnit!" Emmaline cursed to herself. It looked like she hadn't been quite as clever as she thought after all.

That momentary regret faded near instantly as she felt the Gnoll thrust his cock into her. The motion was quick and ruthless, earning an immediate moan of delight from Emmaline as she found her ass filled with the hot thickness of a Gnoll cock. He began thrusting immediately, Emmaline's unseen assailant smeared her insides with his precum, sending ripples of delight through her body.

The Gnolls in front of her were done waiting their turns as well. Emmaline quickly put her hands out to wrap once more around two of their cocks. Her hands almost felt needy, like it wasn't right for her not to be using them to bring pleasure. Her mouth felt empty as well, at least until the Gnoll in front of her got close enough for her to plunge his cock into her mouth once again.

Emmaline found herself bouncing between them, thrust down into the grass by every wonderful movement of the Gnoll behind her. Even the feeling of his claws pinching and scratching her shoulders as he held her pinned here was a delight. And, Emmaline found, with each passing moment the feeling was only getting better and better, spreading more and more throughout her body.

Emmaline was no stranger to sex, of course, and this somehow felt different. She felt a pure ecstasy she hadn't expected, a level of pleasure and need that she felt might drive her insane. In a single moment a grim clarity, Emmaline realized that this might be her last chance to take back control of herself before she was overcome by the sensation entirely.