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I pushed the she-orc strap that covered my openings to the side, but left the “bra” that covered my nipples and held my ample breasts high on my chest. Placing his throbbing cock between my kissing asscheeks, I grinded slowly, feeling him rub against my pussy and asshole. My body reacted instantly, oozing lust from petals which flushed with want. But I would keep my virginity (as it was), and only offer Brock what he’d already stolen. Truth be told, I doubted I could ever garner such delights from my womanhood; a debased whore such as myself was made to revel in the filthy and wrong. For that was what I was, and so I whole-heartedly accepted the woman who had blossomed from my sexual awakening. The very idea of the lows I would delve to aroused me beyond control, and I pressed his tip to my winking sphincter. “But until then, I’m going to enjoy every second of this lowly, orc cock.” I said, smiling devilishly, and squatted. 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