Tharros Cave Orgy 21

Here we go you lucky studs and sluts...

On course for another two submissions this month, being Nexus and another of these...

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And with that the slutty teenage whore dove right in, searching tongue extended so that she was trying to lick his prostate and teasing his asshole with her tongue. The scent of his precum-slick balls and his ass filled her nose and she rimmed his hole with abandon, stabbing at the tiny hole with her tongue, licking the sensitive flesh. Dareios’ balls throbbed and churned against her face as she lodged her face between his glutes as still he plugged the aperture between her enormous tits with downwards strokes.

Lorel pulled her face out from between Dareios’s glutes. Her face completely shiny with slobber and precum and the insertion of her face between the warrior’s undercarriage had smeared it all around. She smiled wickedly and extended her tongue again –

‘FUUUUUUUCCCKKKKKKK--’ Dareios threw his head up as not only did Lorel’s rimming give him an electric shock, she relinquished her hold on the outer curves of her tits and grabbed his dangling scrotum in her fist just above his dangling balls, pulling them down hard. She was making out with his asshole.

The sensation was just about to drive Dareios over the edge, as Lorel’s roving, swirling, slippery tongue curled inside his asshole and his hyperextended cock was almost boiling at each thrust between her monstrous boobs, But suddenly –

‘Hope we’re not interrupting anything…’

‘yeah, we were just passing through and noticed how out of everything you were doing you three were all missing out one of Girvyn’s like, key observances.’

‘Oh yeah, definitely one of the key observances.’

‘It’s practically sacrilegious.’

Tamara and Galiana had wandered up to the rostrum and were holding hands, standing about six feet from where Dareios was standing over Lorel and Damon. Lorel didn’t take her face away from what she was already doing. No-one stopped pumping or thrusting, but it was all now at a very slow, smooth pace of strokes. Lorel sat her tits on Damon’s thighs with a fat squelch as he right hand continued the steady, forceful, milkmaid stretching of Dareios’s ballsack.

Both Tamara and Galiana were looking naughty. Their luscious, curvy, mega-boobed bodies were gleaming in the lamplight, every angled bulge of tit and ass with a shiny, glossy lustre, and the sleek, taut muscles of their abs and legs with sweeps of a glossy glow that burnished the chiselled edges of their ridged stomachs and powerful quads. Their chins were connected with a single rope of cum that jiggled in the air between them as each of them spoke.

‘Which is to share,’ Galiana said.

At this, both of them performed a lewd and incredibly loud slurp, making the thick bridge of cum between them snap into two as they each hoovered a half of it between their lips. They grinned and giggled and blew cum bubbles. Spunk dangled off their chins.

‘And Lorel, not only do you need to share with us…’ Tamara said

‘Because you’ve been keeping these donkey schlonged studs to yourself for far too long…’ Galiana added.

‘But we really need to share our powers – our abilities – with you.’ Tamara said, starting to stride forwards and get on the rostrum with the others.

‘Because it’s pretty clear Lorel, you need a little bit of assistance…’

‘You don’t have what it takes… to make these guys…’ – at this Tamara leaned up and clasped Dareios’s head in both her hands, inclining her own head upwards and turning it to go in for a kiss –

‘cum…’ – Galiana said, who had herself curled round behind Damon on the couch and cradling his head, angled her head to kiss him also.

At this, Tamara and Galiana caught Dareios and Damon in two extended, slow, deep, tongue-twining and lascivious deep spit swapping kisses, even as, between Damon’s thighs and under Dareios’s legs, Lorel still humped her tits around the pair of bulging, colossal penises, taut now to near-explosion, and laved her snaking tongue all around Dareios’s ass crack, rimming his sensitive asshole and plunging it into the hole from behind while Tamara stood in front of him and stuck her tongue as far down his throat as it was humanly possible to go.

Both men’s pair of legs shuddered as their monstrous cockends both expressed violent explosions of treacly precum that shot out in gushes between Lorel’s massive cans. Dareios growled, responding to the urgent, slippery caress of the stacked brunette’s firm, plump, pillowy lips against his and her searchingly curling tongue inside his mouth, and as his cockend once more exploded with precum, pivoted his hips upwards.

At this, Dareios’s humongous, vein-ridged muscular twenty-six-inch pillar of hot, rock-hard fuck-flesh burst out of where it had been trapped between Lorel’s twin orbs and projected upwards from his groin in a wild upwards sweep where the head, a thick, fat, glossy crown the size and shape of a cow’s heart slapped hard with a THWAK into Tamara’s pussy. A gelatinous spray of girlcum instantly exploded from the boobed cumslut’s gushing quim as the tip of the cockend continued its trajectory, dislodged both of the bronzed fuckdoll’s basketball-sized cans as it rose up between them and planted itself between her lips.

‘GGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRONNNKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!’

Dareios was not content at all with simply having his cocktip smooched by the balloon-titted brunette fuckdoll acolyte. Far from it. He was rigid beyond belief and every sinew of his body was burning with the urgent and immediate fixity of purpose. He was going to make these bitches pay.

‘Fuck…’

‘O by Girvyn’s schlong…’

‘It’s normally guys that have to say “watch the teeth”…’

‘That’s… that’s not *right*…’

Were some of the observations from the denizens of the lube pool, all of whom were now looking up at the quintet on the rostrum as they moved into what looked to be some kind of new phrase and even kind of hyper-fucking, and therefore saw as Dareios’s behemoth penis *smashed* into Tamara’s mouth, speared between her lips and *just kept going*, meaning that as the massively muscular warrior moved his hips forwards the huge-titted slut was simply punched off her feet and literally *lifted’ into the air by the immense fuckstick impaling her face. Even as the lance-like impact of the brawny warrior of Teitum’s prong making Tamara’s toes part company with the floor, Dareios reached behind to ensure that Lorel was clamped firmly over his asshole from behind as his momentum carried him forwards.

Dareios *carried* Tamara by his dick three or four paces, the busty brunette’s eyes wide as she was lifted off her feet, and then as Dareios selected a new couch for the administration of the next part of brutal fucking, levered his dick slightly down so that Tamara *slid* off the engorged girth that she had engulfed in her maw.

The whoreish, stacked hardbody slut needed no time to collect herself even as she melted onto the couch, and in an instant her legs were parted, one raised, toes extended in a lascivious invitation, her expression curling up in an inviting leer.

‘Give it to me, Dareios. Give your fucking whore something to remember…’

Instantly Tamara’s face was stung as Dareios gave her a head-spinning forehand slap across her cheeks that rocked her brain inside her head and made her eyes roll like windmills in a gale. She giggled.

‘You won’t forget this…’

*SMMMAKKKK*

The matching stroke really knocked Tamara a bit silly, Dareios’ backhanding her with the meat of his hand, smashing her head the other way like a broken doorhinge. She was seeing stars for a second before her face once more almost instantly recomposed into a begging, curled lip babydoll expression with big pleading eyes and tightly compressed eyebrows.

THWAKK THWAKK THA-WAKKK SPLOTCHHHHHHHHHHH---UUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHH!!

Dareios gave the reclining tanned super-slut two more even handed swipes either way, making drool explode over the brunette bimbo’s lower lip, and then on the third stroke lined up his two-foot-two-inch long cum cannon with her sopping honey pot. As he clocked her hard with another slap across her jaw that made her head ring and the rope of drool rocket from her chin over to the other side of the room, the gigantic warrior fed his colossal meat stick into the mewling whore’s pussy, packing the slick tunnel with the lamp-post thick fuck sausage that speared into her cunt in a skewering stroke that rearranged her insides.

Dareios stopped slapping Tamara in the face and grabbed Lorel around her slender waist, the blonde vixen cooing as he lifted her easily upwards and simply applied her to his face, shoving her juicy cunt against his lips and letting her curl her legs around his shoulders. Dareios eagerly squirmed his tongue into the teenage blonde priestesses’ spasming slit at the same time that he hilted his fuck club into Tamara’s cunt. The tanned brunette screeched – ‘YOOOOOOOOOOOOOUU MOTHER FUCKER!!!’ as her radically expanded cunt and fully dilated labia stretched around the inhuman and insanely inflated appendage and when Dareios withdrew it with a thick, splotching vacuuming SQUELCH it felt like her insides were being evacuated along with it.

Then Dareios put one hand around her throat, making Tamara’s voice diminish into a squeak as he smacked her repeatedly in the face with his other hand.

All Tamara could say at that point was ‘YEAH-YEAH-YEAH-YEAH-YEAH-‘ like a little mantra out of her succulently plump and compressed lips as her pussy played host to a hog that was half as thick as her waist.

It took Dareios everything he had not to dump his load into Tamara’s snatch even as after that first slippery shunt up her slick chute, the meaty membrane of her fuck tunnel gripping his distended length so tightly as he shifted the length back out, every ropy vein that was bulging out of the fleshy surface of the schlong gliding over the walls of her vagina. He couldn’t see the stupid, fuck-drunk expression that Tamara was making as he battered her pussy because Lorel’s delicious, juicing cunt was latched onto his own face, but he could hear her pleading for more of the same treatment, and he kept his hand around her throat and gave her a serious of forehand swats for good measure. All he could feel was slobber on his fingers, but he dished it out more and more.

As the threesome cavorted behind them, Damon had a few seconds to take in Galiana. The head priestess had always enticed him, and her command of ball-emptying techniques and devotion to unbridled whorishness had always captivated his desires, the warrior finding that whatever was happening in the orgy that they were engaged with, his eyes were always craning to see whatever nastiness she was up to. Generally, it was fitting cocks inside her of being drenched in spunk. But there was just something nasty about her confidence. Looking at her now, her sun-kissed, flawlessly bronzed, slickly shining skin, taut muscles, wide, sweeping hips that narrowed into a delicate waist packed with sculptured stomach muscles, above which a pair of monumental, perfectly round globes jutted out hugely, made his behemoth cock twitch.

His dick came to point at her and fired off a thick, gluey report that ripped up her abs, squirted between her deep cleavage and left a splotch of precum on her collarbone that glistened and dripped down.

‘Someone’s ready,’ Galiana said, ‘you ready for me Damon? You sure? You want this? Can you handle me?’

Milk was beading to drip a little from her eraser-tip nipples. She licked her lips and cocked an eyebrow.

Damon moved quickly. The fucking with Lorel and the double tit-fuck had brought him into a sexually charged fume that clouded every single rational thought. He wanted to destroy this woman. To fuck her pussy so hard she could feel it in her throat.

‘You’re going to get fucked so fucking hard, whore.’

Instinctually, he grabbed the priestess around the waist, just above the eye-popping curves of her luscious hips. His fingers pressed into the small of her back and he felt his thumbs press against the steel-sprung and muscles of her abdomen. She cooed, flexed, and he felt them ripple under his hands. She squirmed silkily, responding to his attentions, and looked up through her eyelashes at him.

The next thing she knew she was off her feet and Damon had swept her onto a couch. Her ass was perched on the edge of the firm, plush seating, and she kicked her tanned, toned, athletic legs wide in the air to accommodate him. Damon was on his knees on the floor in front of her, but he kept his hands in that hard, vice-like grip around her waist, his huge hands almost meeting around her trim body, and he slowly directed his cock towards her snatch to introduce the tip of his dick to her pussy. Galiana’s flesh tunnel was soppingly moist, and the rounded dome of the warrior’s dick just kissed against it and came away with threads of gelatinous precum and her copious female secretions attached to it in a web. Then he pushed in again, and this time inserted his immense, iron-hard meatplough into her sticky depths.

She squirted, squealed, and squirmed.

The first thrust was the same electric convulsion of pure pleasure that caused them both to cry out. Damon’s fingers and thumbs compressed a further constricting grip around the stacked blonde’s waist as his obscenely distended schlong packed her quim. It was a mighty warrior’s clutching grasp with a skull-crushing force, but the tensile strength of Galiana’s steel-spung abs was unyielding and he was barely able to make any imprint on her cast-iron core.

Damon was once again suspended on the orgasm pivot point. He had no choice. The slickness and compactness of Galiana’s dripping tunnel was folded boilingly around his dick. With nothing else to flex, the corded muscles in his arms bulged as he pressed the buxom whore even more tightly.

‘Fucking wwhhhhhOOOOOOORRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!’

With an almighty thrust he drove the entirety of his two-foot fuck club into Galiana’s pussy and speared her on the entirety of the iron-hard meat spear, packing out her cunt completely and literally shifting organs around inside of her.

‘Fucking hell Damon,’ gasped Galiana, ‘I like my womb where it is, ok?’

The immensely muscular warrior was astounded by the way that her ripped, gleaming, fuckdoll body just *took* the invasion of his giant shaft. Her hulking tits bounced with the impact of the slap of his groin against hers. Her sex had engulfed him. For a second he thought he was going to bust, but just about managed to hold back the moment of release, even as every sensitive fibre of his brawny megacock bulged tautly with impossible hardness.

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