One of the orcs lay on his back, his rigid pole standing up from his groin. “You are getting me off, my little fucktoy.” Catalina was angry that he was being pleasured by her assault and debasement. Indian sex The pearly white gunk was splattered all over her face and her body and she lay in a puddle of it. He gave a few more deep thrusts into her throat, making his hairy balls slap against her chin. The other cock was bobbing in her mouth, and she sucked on it hard. Catalina cried out as it pressed hard into her pussy before grinding over her crotch again. With her vision becoming her own again, she lost the strange disconnect from what was happening. She looked down again and heard him give a throaty chuckle. A wave of nausea washed over her and her head was spinning. She needed to cum, this perpetual state of lingering on the edge, unable to get release was unbearable. This was the most abhorrent intimate violation she could imagine. He stopped moving for a moment and seemed to be making a strange gesture in the air. He stepped closer making Cat lean back against the table.
