“Come here,” Derfla said.
“Yes sir,” I muttered, and began to crawl unsteadily toward the man-beast. I paused, too weak to move. He rolled over and grabbed me, laying me across his chest.
He spun me around so that my bruised cunt was turned toward his face. He pulled me up along the length of his body. I hissed as my sensitive n*****s scraped against the coarse hair of his chest.
Then I felt him spread my legs, and then I felt his hot breath on my aching cunt.
For once, I actually didn’t want any more s*x play. I've had too much of both. I was simply worn out. Of course, I knew that I had no choice in the matter.
I felt the giant’s lips pressing up against my p***y, the tongue probing. But it wasn’t like before. Something else was happening. There was a kind of honey warmth spreading
