The Rogue Breeding Camp – Half Hour Before Lucien Arrives{Explicit Content: Graphic s*x, Violence and Abuse}
There were four Omegas.
But only three were still being f****d.
The fourth?
She was too broken to scream anymore. Her eyes rolled back, her mouth slack, her belly already bulging slightly from being pumped full too many times.
One of them was bent over a thick tree stump.
She was tall, honey-skinned, with wide hips and a perfect round ass that jiggled every time the rogue behind her slammed his c**k into her soaked hole.
Her t**s were massive. Heavy double Ds. Swollen from too many rough hands and mouths. Covered in bruises and bite marks.
One of the other rogues knelt in front of her just to suck on her t**s while she was being f****d from behind..his tongue swirling over
