The sensation was pleasant, but Taryn was scared and humiliated. He was prince and known to chase the most beautiful women. Now he was bent over a log... about to get raped by two orcs. He felt the large, grey penis push further inside his mouth, making him gag again and again, while the other orc tongued his ass and stood up. Taryn knew what was next.He screamed for them to stop, to please have mercy and that they will be richly rewarded if they only stopped now. He felt a hard slap on his ass. There was some sag, of course, but they still had a nice shape and the nipples stuck out, not down. Those were light brown like the areolas, and about the size of a large pencil eraser, the first grader’s type of eraser.She knelt in front of me, gently pushing my knees apart so she could scoot in between them. She unbuckled my belt, unfastened and unzipped my jeans, and grabbed their waist. “Lift,” she said. I raised my hips off the couch (fuck, holy fuck, that hurt) as she tugged them down. "Do what you must about the situation. I do not wish to tarry here longer."Ban-Den nodded, while McAllister found bandages for his burned hand.As the morning progressed, they moved through a golden, grassy valley on the flanks of hills to their left. Behind them, the low muttering Ban-Den had started shortly after the ill-omened contest of wills grew louder. Now-discernable curses in a language McAllister did not know floated to them over the sound of the horse's hooves. McAllister guessed. 'I can actually see his point ... all of his points!'Biting into a juicy piece of sausage, she remembered why she didn't like to eat while dressed as hot sausage grease dribbled down onto her sarong."Crap!" Béla said disgustedly. 'Now I'll have to change!'She stood up and pulled the garment off. She wiped the grease off her fingers and face with it, then disgustedly threw it across the room."Way to go, Girl," Elaine told her, biting into her own juicy sausage.They were all pretty much covered.