Janessa And Jewles Masturbating

Velistra: After all these years, a lifetime of waiting. I didn’t say it was your turn! Potent, thick, boiling spunk instantly fills the womb in her skull and enters her blood stream. Velistra: To the hilt. He’s not there to make love, he wants his nut. Orcs begin to crowd around the gate and a silence forms like they’re waiting for her to speak. Her belly buckles, she might as well have swallowed a boulder. Varguk: Fit to be our queen! Just how massive is your cock, anyway? Velistra: Preferably not in hand cuffs. Bringing her to the edge. Much better than when she has to do it herself. Velistra: Now, my womb is still very fertile, and your brothers await their turn. Both sucking on the same cock. Thirty seconds of heaven and they’re done. Let me conceive! Varguk: Fit to be our queen! He’s submerged to the hilt. Velistra clamps hard around Ragor’s cock, an egg spills just for him.