Boros's muzzle pressed further onto the orc's enormous cock, the massive shaft of flesh hitting the back of his throat with a force that drew wet gurgles from the minotaur. Hoarse "glk-glk"s echoed through the chamber as the bovine's tongue struggled to keep pace with the intrusion, his thick lips quivering with the effort. Borz, in ecstasy, slowly felt a hot surge rise in his groin... his peak quickly approaching.
With a deep, primal grunt, he lifted his muscular thighs and clamped them around the minotaur's head, his heels digging into the back of Boros's neck to pin him down and force that hot, drooling muzzle even deeper into his groin. The sensation was overwhelming, savage, and the orc couldn't hold back a guttural cry: "Aaaah... Swallow it all, you fucking cow! Swallow every drop I offer you!" Followed by a gasping moan: "Mmh... This heat... Fuck! The feeling of your burning snout pumping my balls, it's so good!"
And then, what had to happen, happened. Torrents of virile semen from the orc's appendage, a thick, viscous surge that flooded Boros's mouth with almost inhuman violence. The minotaur, caught off guard by the volume, made desperate choking noises as he struggled to keep up. But it was too much. All that hot seed released in abundance, unable to find its way to his belly, surged back up, spurting out of his flared nostrils in an obscene mess. Boros's face was quickly smeared with a mixture of drool and semen, his red eyes wide open in surprise at the assault, while slimy strings of seed dripped down his nose ring and muzzle.
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