Jill Valentine in big Trouble Resident Evil

“Please!” I hissed between my smooshed lips, “I’ve been a good little slut, haven’t I? Can’t my master reward me?” The human laughed, unhooked my wrist and ankle shackles and brought me upright, Bill’s cock still ramming my ass. I cried out in glee, splaying my legs to deepen the orcs penetration and present my moist slit to the man before me. My love. My master. Fight it! Fight it, Prestira! He hooked my shackles to the rafters, pulling my arms over my head, forcing my back to arch. My torso expanded with the bulge of Bill’s cock, the flesh rising deepthroat and falling as he pushed my insides upward. I stared in horror, but the feeling was driven from my parody mind by the poison in me, and the idea that I was being so utterly destroyed from within only served to arouse me more. I screamed my delight at the sexual savagery, my mouth heading no words but the babble of incoherent ecstasy. The human lashed the whip across my pelvis. My body jolted from the pain, an excited yelp erupting from my animation lips. Another lashing, this one across the thighs. A hentai deep cartoon growl rose from my chest. “Mmm, you want to go to the Infrastructure Sub-Menu, Master,” she purred. I mean that it was an accident! So soft deepthroat and warm I could have stayed like that forever but I knew we could not cartoon do parody that. It terrified me, it disgusted me, and yet, I couldn’t look away from them. "Sshh," Daniel was saying. Jake introduced me to Katrina, or Kat. “You do want to do this, right?” "There's something to remember me by, loser." I agreed as did everyone else. Our bodies twisted in the chaos of our catharsis, and the world shook beneath us, as if quaking with the same rapture that rumbled within our bodies. Y’all laying around like you ain’t never had any good pussy before. The tech sadly animation said. Jason shook his head no not having a clue hentai on why shes mad.