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The unique appeal of the brothel is of course those that are willing to go the extra mile for their clients. In this case, Tilvia is known to partake in a variety of pleasures, though her bread and butter is bondage.
She was strapped in against the wall, black leather spreading her legs wide as her arms were bound behind her. The first worgen entered and bent her head forward, stuffing the massive cock into her maw. She huffed as her tongue rolled along his length, his knot slamming against her mouth as she sucked hungrily. It wouldn't take long before she felt the hot rush of cream push into her throat, swallowing some, but she didn't expect the amount as she felt cream push out the sides of her maw and through her nose. She blushed heavily as she was pushed away, cum drooling down her breasts.
However, he wasn't done. She groaned out as she felt the length slip into her folds, knot slamming against her entrance as she was fucked into oblivion. She squirmed in her bindings, feeling the cock tap against her cervix, though the male wanted more. After a few moments, she was sent into a release, clenching down hard as she felt the knot slip in, pushing the tip into her womb. She felt a hot rush of cum pump into her womb as she was locked into place. As she was tied, the male grabbed some charcoal and wrote a few choice words on her legs and stomach. She blushed and gasped, feeling the pop of the knot as he pulled out, squirting cum out of her folds and drooling down to the floor.
"Gimme more." She said as she looked on. The male smiled, turning to leave, but as he left, another male entered, cock hard as he looked on at the mess of the worgen. It was going to be a long night.
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