I mean, the poor whore isn’t just asking for it; she’s begging for it.” Sardonic laughter sounded from all around, and I smiled with them. Dog M...at wiggled her stumps, all worked up with excitement. I opened my robe so that all the orcs could see the magical high-elf I wore like jewelry. “The fat whore needs a good fucking, gentlemen.” I said, “She needs it hard, fast, and rough. Who’s gonna give it to her?” “We are!” They roared. “I said who’s gonna fucking give to her?!” I yelled. “We are!”. I turned, and her arms were around me, her mouth on mine, her lips opening to admit my tongue. I pressed myself against her, feeling her firm breasts against my chest, and her thighs parted around my right leg, her body rubbing against me. We kissed passionately and long, our tongues dancing together, eyes closed. She moaned deep in her throat, and her hand slipped between us to caress my body. Then she was gone.I stopped to get my breath, and stepped back into the living room. Julie and the. " I had my mouth on her pussy before she'd finished speaking. I groaned at her sweet taste. Eagerly I sought out the plump nub with my tongue, teasing the tip and sides. Dawn swayed forward and back, controlling the frequency of my touch against her most sensitive nerve endings. I stood up behind her pushing her legs apart, I bent forward and nipped Dawn on the nape of her neck. Her responding reaction of pushing back towards me, I grab Dawn's hips suddenly and lunge forward impaling her on my. . but getting the stockings onto her trussed-up form … HOW to do that!?“Gemma – come over here ,,, as I hold each of her legs out – you roll a stocking onto it – OK!?”So I untied each leg in turn, and, applying hugely excessive pressure with both thumbs to the nerve point near her groin, she had no option but to straighten her released leg, in an attempt to relieve the agony I was inflicting, but for sufficient time for Gemma to quickly thread a stocking over her foot and up.Re-tying each leg.