“Come on, elf-girl.” He said. “Do a good job now.” He used his grip on her hair to get her into a back-and-forth rhythm, gradually reducing his urgings until she was doing it all by herself. She made small, nasal grunts with each stroke. He released her hair and put his hand on the back of her neck.
Eyes still shut, Kimberley concentrated on the long, thick slab of meat in her mouth, trying to remember where the most sensitive areas were on it in order to get this over with as quickly as possible, knowing her other two captors were watching and waiting their turns. She tried very hard to push the scent and the taste of musk and sweat out of her mind as she sucked and licked. She was no stranger to sucking, but had always insisted on a shower beforehand, and now…she choked back a sob. She
