Accepting everything that the goblin offered in front, so that it flowed from the nose. The girl coughed for a long time. But soon she swallowed the goblin pod again.

Soon, Sindorel understood the whole gamut of feelings that the Speaker had with the forest. There were so many goblins. Fuck her as unceremoniously. Even worse. Elves descended only in the mouth, and goblins anywhere. So both the back and legs quickly became covered with a drying smelly peel. It was also different that in a day nobody had relaxed her. Watered and continued to tear. There are, for obvious reasons, no longer wanted.

So it took at least four days.

The goblin party was interrupted by a flash of light, from which not less than a dozen crumbled ashes. Dumb merry fellows froze in horror.

- I ordered to watch, not to fuck, day after day! Scaly creatures! - lifeless tone sharply contrasted with resentment embedded in the words.

Another outbreak followed and the maiden of the forest felt free. Freedom from a dried multi-day peel. From goblin stench. And even from the members who filled her holes.

- She is now unusable! - lich continued to rage, - idiots have to wait a few more days! Unhook and drag her to the stall!

A bunch of goblins that survived immediately fulfilled the order, rapidly carrying a tired body through the corridors.

Thrown onto thick hay, Sindorel felt a steel ring closing around her neck. Now she sat on a chain like a dog.

The slightly dampened mind, the female climbed under the mantle, eagerly smacking her lips, but only stumbled upon the bone.

- It will not work with me.

“Ah ... goblins ...” the girl coming to her mind squeezed out.

- Will not enter.

- Why?

- Look around.

Behind the forest maiden, a monstrous horse with a burning mane of fire and bright scarlet veins rose menacingly.

- Fire Shire. He can't stand goblins. So they will not approach you, - the lich turned around and went to the exit, but he stopped at the door and, without turning around, continued, - Be good ... do not let me finish your pussy! My spell removed the goblin fruit from you, but you are unfit for ritual for a few more days. Liana just refuse to take you. So if you can not wait - let's ass or jerk off. Feel free to - sew!

The skeleton came out. His steps soon subsided in the dark.

A huge horse approached the elf. She was so exhausted that she could only lie on her back, and tried not to move. Emitting thin streams of smoke nostrils, breathed noisily over the girl. After examining the greenish body from all sides, Shire licked the nearest nipple with a hot tongue and returned to his trough. Sindorel breathed a sigh of relief and began to knead the joints stiff in the shoes.

After eating and drinking water, the provisions reappeared by themselves, the forest maiden found out that the steel chain allows you to walk freely to any corner of the room. There was no shop or mattress here, so before dinner it lay on the straw floor. At first she was afraid of the cold, but the horse gave off so much heat that even the stone of the walls was warm.

Fiery Shire showed no interest in the guest and stood peacefully in his corner. Unable to be afraid of such a non-aggressive animal for a long time, the elf decided to come closer. From charcoal black, with red streaks of skin, clearly carried heat. The elf timidly stroked her mighty side and with a squeak pulled her hand away. If the black parts of the skin were just very warm, then the scarlet veins were red-hot coals. Sucking on the burned finger, the girl touched the animal's alert, soft ears. A gentle touch had an unexpected effect. A shadow trembled beneath the giant's belly.Crouching, Sindorel saw how normal, up to this point, the horse member is greatly increasing in size. Three dark rings, evenly dividing the length of the club into 4 parts, lit up red. The elf had a hand on the penis for comparison - the cudgel was even thicker than that of a stone troll.

- Well, you're hot konyashka. But you will not squeeze into me! Still tear in half! - Shire just snorted, but the penis began to darken and deflate.

So two days have passed. Sindorel ate, drank and practiced. Shire watched from his corner and did nothing special. He favorably accepted the girl's caress and snorted in response to her lisping.

In the evening of the second day, the captive habitually went to her companion, but her attention was attracted by some brilliance. Something gleamed in the gap between the two blocks. The problem was that getting to this gap was not so easy. It was necessary to squeeze between the logs, which in three layers reinforced the wall at the bottom. It was possible to get stuck, but curiosity overcame.

The elf breathed, took a deep breath, and pushed her body between the logs. She was disappointed. In the mortar-sticking mortar, a shard of useless mica glistened.

The logs suddenly snapped and squeezed the young body.

With a disappointed sigh, the girl leaned back, but could not. She is stuck. The naughty body did not want to deflate to the desired size. So the captive waited a few grave moments of reflection in an unequivocal pose. She got stuck so that her round ass protruded out, and her long legs barely reached the floor without giving reliable support.

- Konyashka! Help - not found stuck nothing better, how to call for help.

Hearing perevyuk hooves, she sighed with relief. Soon, she felt a hot breath on her ass, but Shire was in no hurry to do something.

- Get me out!

But nothing happened.

- Well, get me out!

Gentle ass touched hot tongue.

- Do not lick me, and pull out! Shouted the elf, feeling the hot process polishing her body from the labia to the sphincter ring.

At the next shout, the horse reared up, loudly squealed and slammed its hooves over the wooden logs. On a gentle ass they gave a huge head. It was so big that it was unclear what kind of hole the owner wants to take.

- Do not! I'll tear! - the girl cried, but only felt the increased pressure. Desperately sobbing, the elf put her hands back and, as she could, spread her buttocks and tried to relax.

The penis finder, deepened his penis even more strongly and pressed on the soft flesh. The green ring finally rang out and tightly engulfed the head from all sides. The walls shuddered from the deafening feminine cry.

Blissful Shire, patiently waited for his female to stop screaming and twitching. He was sure that now he would get his own.

When the screams stopped, and the horse felt that the tender flesh was already stretched enough, he moved forward a few centimeters. The answer was only a hoarse "Oh, oh, oh" below. The clever beast knew that there was nothing left before the first ring on his penis and, this time, waited much longer. Stretched to impossibility Sindorel even began to miss.

When the trunk advanced deeper, the elf felt a thickening entering her. Very hot thickening. Red hot thickening. From her screaming dust fell from the ceiling.

This time Shire did not wait. The girl under him will not calm down and not subside. He shoved the barrel deeper until a second scarlet thickening went inside the greenish body. After the third, Shire felt unprecedented pleasure. Now, his head was tightly covered with girl's ribs. He listened to the small sighs of the forest maiden, who was already incapable of screaming, and leaned back.

Tightly clamped in a narrow manhole between thick logs, the elf stretched tight on a giant member could not breathe normally. When the hot rings left her young body, she could breathe deeply, so that right there, under the pressure of a huge cudgel, with a whistle, exhale.

The hot parts of the penis were burned. Sindorel seemed to hiss when her flesh was in contact with them.Sweat rolled in a hail of overheated body. Shire only increased the pace. He furiously slapped a stuck elf. He had not had a female for so long.

Ten minutes. Twenty. Shire seemed tireless. But soon he could not stand the wild jumps. Having driven his trunk finally, so ...