“G-gods, Sugar, you can move your arms however you want, just, hold me…” Lace panted softly, limp against the Orc, her voice soft and weak, her body and mind exhausted. Sex vedio It had been, Lace noted, purposefully matted together to form thick strands that hung down her body. She had struck the lead rider with such force it had knocked him out the saddle, causing him to be dragged back kicking, flailing and screaming to wherever he’d come from. Zu’gar glanced at her, then down at herself where she was obviously tenting through the coarse fabric of her sack, “Yeah, so?”
“N-nothing! “As you wish,” she said in a soft teasing voice, her hand tight over her mouth, her hips hammering brutally hard and dangerously fast into Lace’s ass, the girl’s eyes rolling back as she was unable to make any noise, her body belonging to this Orc. She unwrapped the first layer of paper and her suspicions intensified as one of her fingers came away oily, but whatever it was felt hot and, she had to admit despite herself, smelled good. Her strength and combat prowess had been worthless when, in an instant, she had been struck with a bolt of something blue and electric, sending her vision swimming before all had gone black in a burst of excruciating agony.
