broke into a narrow ass. A heavily swollen belly was full of movement. A few minutes later, the process that rammed the throat broke out with elastic jets and left the mouth gaped in cries. The seed burned the stomach. Mind elf clouded. The screams turned into a mutter. Unknown, otherworldly words broke Sindorel's lips.

Before losing touch with reality, the girl noticed a lich approaching her, who asked questions in the same incomprehensible language and clearly received answers. Mind left the body torn apart by an uneasy fuck and carried off into the distance.

Sindorel was surprised to see a dark forest from a bird's eye view. Looking into the distance, she instantly moved to the edge of the wasteland. The world was preparing for the dawn and on the familiar site, the centaurs were preparing to leave for the wasteland. Shifting through the dead lands, the elf saw the camp of the guards. There bustled at least fifty half-horses. Mind rushed further into the forest. So he became thicker, a moment, and the girl was already looking at the stone wall that surrounded her hometown.

Unclear attraction emanated from a huge tree in the center of the settlement. For a moment, and Sindorel came face to face with Talking with the forest. The priestess's full lips covered the pink process of the liana tightly. Her body was swollen and shook under the jolts from below. The belly, exposed by a special dress, was swollen and overfilled. The girl realized that the same thing was happening to her body now. She, like the high priestess, speaks to the forest. But is it possible? To speak with the forest in two voices?

Bright green seed splashed into the priestess. She fell into a trance and spoke. Sindorel felt her body repeating to the lich everything that the soiled green lips say.

Minutes passed or years? It was unclear.

The priestess stopped talking. Her body left creepers. Picking up the floor of the dress, she quickly went down the corridors. Observing mind followed her. Along the way she met the pages. The priestess was throwing a few words, and the page went next.

The Speaker entered her chambers accompanied by five men. Two left to guard the corridors, and the rest, one word closed the door and began to throw off clothes. Two immediately lay on the floor, entwining legs.

With a regal gait, the priestess took off her dress over the men. Helping herself with her hands, she deftly planted on two thick penises at once and began to twist her pelvis. Full lips parted in a sweet moan. At the sign of the palm, a fat cock burst into the open mouth. Unceremoniously clutching at his long ears, the page, he pulled the Speaking to the forest on the most eggs in a businesslike manner. Looking into pleading, humble, tear-filled eyes, the elf leaned back, letting him inhale and exhale, and then pulled her ears again until she felt the pubis touching the soft lips.

The priestess has not forgotten anyone. The two remaining elves, she jerked her palms. Thus, her body served as a haven for five at once. While admiring the narrow holes of the Speaker from below, kneeling elves took caresses of miniature palms, not forgetting to know the full bosom. The last page, while increasing the pace, took kisses in the pubis. The room quickly filled with squish and wet, gurgling rattles.

Sindorel could not take her eyes off the depraved picture. She was even slightly comforted by the fact that the high priestess, like the last whore, meekly appeased five men.

Finishing exclusively in the hot mouth, elves succeeded each other. The men said something, from which the priestess blushed desperately, but worked without ceasing. Sindorel heard the word "holoasaad", which from the old adverb meant "Speaking with meat."

The orgy was interrupted when the priestess violently finished. Her body shook.Under cheers, one of the pages, stopped in the throat of the ending elf, blocking her air. It was easy to ignore the weak attempts of a shaking body to pull away. Orgasm shook the young woman with a new force. Only when she almost fainted was she allowed to breathe again.

After giving a moment to rest, the pages again filled the taut holes of the Speaker. They no longer had a reverence for this ending whore. They did what they like the way they like.

The orgy lasted and lasted. As soon as the page was tired, a new one came to take its place. Sindorel did not know how much time had passed, but counted more than twenty men. They are not even interrupted for lunch. They ate themselves and fed the priestess without removing her from the members. However, she ate quite a bit, she was very well fed with protein, but she drank plenty of water. After a while the score reached thirty and the faces began to repeat.

After a while and two more meals, from which the priestess refused, she already could not swallow the seed, and then, thickly drained from the corners of the lips along the neck and chest. The men left their toy at once. Brilliant from sweat and semen, the female body, heavily sank to the floor. The pages have picked up the priestess, carried her to the font located right there and skillfully washed away all whitish leaks from the naked body.

Patiently waiting for the Speaker to get rid of excess protein in the stomach, the pages helped her to dress in the same dress and solemnly escorted the weary woman to the sacred hall, where the vines once again occupied her body.

The disembodied observer again witnessed an act of conversation with the forest. I listened to a new message and again took the priestess to her chambers, where a wheeze and a squish were heard again.

Suddenly, Sindorel's consciousness returned to her body.

“And your priestess is working without shifting her legs,” said a lifeless voice.

Looking into the glowing eyes, the elf felt how her numerous assashes were leaving her ass. The floor around was thickly flooded with some kind of liquid. It smelled like swamp.

Lich unexpectedly easily snatched a slender body from the plexus of vines. Almost running, he rushed with her body out. Having gone through several corridors, he stopped in a poorly lit room filled with wooden pads. Stopping near one of the installations, the skeleton clamped an elf in wooden hoops.

So Sindorel was immobilized. Her arms and neck were securely held by a tree, her legs bent at the knees, stood on a stone, painfully resting with cups. Ankles fixed in shackles.

- You seem to think to run? Try it! The lich reported and left.

Squeezed in an uncomfortable pose, the elf was left alone with her thoughts.

How did he know? I just thought! What now?

These thoughts plagued the maiden of the forest for many hours. Soon thirst followed, and hunger followed her. The thirsty mind counted out at least two days of torment.

On the next day, the elf woke up from rough touches. In her back holes wore short, thick and rough limbs. Opening her eyes, she saw another one in front of her face.

The creature that appeared before the captive had a frail physique, gray skin, and a toothy mouth. Goblin. The name has come up in memory.

- Do you want to drink? - asked a squeaky voice.

Sindorel nodded. As far as fasteners allowed.

- Is there?

The nods continued. She could not speak - she did not allow terrible dry mouth.

- Then you swallow everything that I put in your mouth?

At this the elf opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue and imploringly looked at the goblin. She was so dehydrated that her body could not even generate a lubricant and now she was flooded in the ass on a dry one, bringing a lot of painful sensations.

For such submission the girl was rewarded with a stream of life-giving moisture from a jug. Having drunk enough and chewed a few apples, she gently swallowed goblin flesh.

- Good toy! - squeaked in the back. At the same time, the maiden of the forest felt a stream of semen that struck the bowels of her intestines. A double chpok sounded. Both goblin came out of the female tight body.The one who shot in the ass, lay down on the floor, loudly praising the narrowness of the elven body. The one that filled his stump pussy, briskly replaced the hole. Goblins, too, preferred a tight, bottomless anal passage.