banished Uglar

The next day, after that humiliating defeat, Kilor sat on a stone slab near the Uglar camp, his body covered in bruises that were finally starting to heal. He stared out at the sea, the same question repeating endlessly in his mind: “What the hell am I supposed to do now?”

He could no longer go back to the tribe. The only choice left was to look forward. He had to leave this land and begin his journey as a banished Uglar, chasing a new fate across the unknown.

Lost in his thoughts, Kilor suddenly sensed someone standing close by. It was an old woman. Years ago, when she had still been beautiful, she had endured countless gangbangs and had been used as a living cum-dump. But now that she was old and no longer useful, most Uglars didn’t even bother approaching her. Any free old woman who couldn’t satisfy them anymore was simply discarded and left to wander.

The old woman deliberately placed herself in Kilor’s line of sight. She walked around him slowly, watching his reactions with hidden glances. Then, claiming she was looking for something in the grass, she bent over right in front of him, completely giving him an unobstructed view of her massive ass. Her body was an extreme pawg — thick, curvy, the result of many pregnancies. Her ass was huge and fat, her thick thighs overflowing with cellulite, her large hanging breasts with dark, wide areolas and thick nipples.

This sight made Kilor’s long, thick cock harden instantly. His loincloth slipped aside, and his swollen, throbbing cock leaked a thick bead of precum from the slit. He looked at her and said, “Hey, old lady, if you’re looking for something, go find it somewhere else. I’m not in the mood for anyone right now.”

But she turned toward him, stepped closer, and stared straight at his thick, veiny cock. “Have you already forgotten about dear old Aunt Landa?” She squeezed her heavy breasts and shook them teasingly. “When you were still a baby and your mother was gone, I nursed you and your friends with these tits. You little boys grew up so fast.”

Kilor remembered her. She had been the one responsible for caring for the young Uglar children. He still vividly remembered the first time he and his friends had grown strong enough to fuck a woman. Without saying a word, they had gangbanging her, and that had been his very first experience. Now they were both here.

The old woman bent over again, her soft, slim fingers wrapping around Kilor’s cock and stroking it several times. “It’s been so long since anyone fucked me. When they first brought me here, I was used and raped every day. Even in my nightmare I never thought I’d want a thick Uglar cock inside my pussy again. Since you got exiled from your own tribe, you probably won’t find anyone to fuck them for a long time. What do you say? Before you leave, will you fuck me one last time?”

Kilor paused for a second, then grinned. He stood up, placed his hand on her shoulder, and forced her to kneel in front of him. Landa had no choice but to drop to her knees for the blowjob. Kilor’s filthy, veiny cock hovered right in front of her face, throbbing with powerful pulses.

He grabbed the back of her head and guided her closer. Landa opened her mouth and slowly took the thick head inside. Her experienced lips stretched wide, and her small tongue worked the underside. The tip of his cock pressed against the back of her throat, causing her to gag and tears to well up in her eyes. She used her hands to stroke the thick shaft that wouldn’t fit in her mouth, while her head bobbed, sucking hard, and those lips sealed tight around him with wet, rhythmic pulls.

Kilor groaned in pleasure and thrust harder. Breathing had become difficult for Landa; her throat was tight, nausea rising. After a few long, brutal minutes that felt like they would never end, she finally pulled off with a wet pop, gasping for air and coughing.

Kilor grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanked her head back, and forced her to bend over the stone slab. Her massive, jiggly ass was presented to him again. Without hesitation, he slammed his thick cock into her soaked pussy and began fucking her from behind with deep, powerful thrusts. The wet, meaty slapping sound filled the air.

The longer he went, the rougher he became. He wrapped one arm around her neck, pulling her back against his chest as he pounded into her relentlessly. Landa’s poor body jolted like jelly with every brutal thrust. Sweat glistened on their skins in the sunlight.

With a sudden motion, Kilor shoved her face down onto the stone, arching her back. He gripped her enormous ass cheeks with both powerful hands and slammed into her again, harder and faster. He could feel the soft, warm flesh of her big ass and the burning heat of her pussy gripping his thick cock. The way her walls squeezed and massaged him pushed him closer and closer to orgasm.

He changed his angle, pounding even deeper, chasing that perfect, mind-shattering climax.

After one final, powerful thrust, Kilor exploded. Thick ropes of cum shot deep into her womb. He pulled out and painted her back, lower back, and hair with the rest of his load. Landa remained slumped on the stone, completely drained, panting heavily as cum slowly dripped from her body and onto the ground.

Kilor stepped back, took a few deep breaths, and walked toward the sea to wash himself clean.