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Don't Get Caught (Part 2 Of 2) [League Of Leg free porn video
Olaf was well prepared for his part of the reward, ripping off his belt and pushing down his pants and underwear, letting his viking cock jut out, already bulked out with girth. His anxiousness, however found himself with his pants around his ankles several yards still away from the married woman he would be committing adultery with, leaving him to waddle his way towards the bed as Sejuani and Tryndamere watched on in a slapstick shock.
“Like a ripped cartoon idiotic penguin.”
“I think the smarter head is gonna be inside your wife.”
The barbarian balled his fist to sock his guard for this viewing upside the head, but pulled back and decided with a verbal barb instead.
“Yeah, that’s probably correct.”
---
Ashe had yet to move from her position, her legs still dangling over the side of the bed, leaving her ass, well rounded and heavenly, exposed. Eventually the rubbing of Olaf’s feet on the carpet closed in as a big meaty viking hand grasped a filling asscheek. A low mumble, similar to how a person being woken up in a “please don’t wake me up” mood would sound, emerged from the archer’s lips as she had still not recovered enough energy to deal with it. Her eyes re-opened to find a girthy cock plopped right in front of her face. She panned her vision up to see a close friend smirking like a jackass before the head of his cock was trying to force itself into her lips. She mustered up the energy to wrap her hand over the meat, but only to keep it still for a second.
“Yeah yeah, I’ll do it, you piece of shit.”
Ashe began to regain her energy only to use it for her own rage as she sighed before rearranging herself to sit over the side of the bed, giving Olaf a slight tug job before finally bending herself down to place her lips around the cockhead. Twisting her tongue around the tip, her head began to bob up and down, her white hair quickly swishing back and forth.
Olaf, much like her husband, was a big man with a big cock. It was far too huge for her to take the whole thing, but she did her best, eventually getting halfway down the shaft through her own lubrication before realizing that was her limit at the moment.
A firm patting of the foot on the ground could be heard from the peanut gallery as the gravity of the situation finally hit Tryndamere, watching his wife suck the cock of a friend. His breaths became more and more long sighs as Sejuani was doing her best not to erupt in laughter to break the mood. After an exceptionally long sigh, the barbarian king gave the boar rider a side stare of death until she caught notice and pointed back to the action, making she he keeps watching.
After one too many attempts to go deeper, Ashe finally pulled herself off of Olaf’s dick and made sure to keep stroking it as she looked towards anything that was not another person. Her strokes were slow and methodical, strangely still keeping the foreplay portion of this event going on a bit longer. With a heavy breath and a drooping morale, she pulled away and got on the bed proper, legs spread out, showing her pussy to the crowd, continuing to avoid any and all eye contact. After several long agonising seconds, there was still no movement from the berserker, which put Ashe on edge.
“Hurry up, jackass.”
Olaf was only taking his time, checking out his friend’s wife’s exposed and presented body as the attached face only got redder and redder.
“...Invite me better than that.”
“HOLD THE FUCK ON!” The husband finally hit his breaking point as Tryndamere yelled in protest. He took a step forward before feeling his arm grabbed by Sejuani, restraining him. He threw his head back, ready to throw down with anyone in range, his rage finally boiling over. Sejuani, however, stared him down and pulled him back in, getting his ear in Sejuani’s whispering range.
“Tryndy,” Sej whispered, making sure the other two can’t hear her, “I wouldn’t take another step forward if I were you. And I have three reasons why.”
Tryndamere was still seething, but decided to hear her out. He also dropped his voice to make sure the other two, who of course were distracted by the outburst, still unable to hear, “Tell me.”
“Fi~ O~ Ra~”
Tryndamere’s face immediately cooled off and his eyes drooped as he immediately accepted defeat. He stepped back and actually took a seat onto the carpet and looked back to his wife before dropping his eyes to the ground.
“Olaf, just fuck my wife already. I deserve this.”
Ashe and Olaf just turned to look back at each and shrugged to one another before the viking took the initiative, tackling the woman onto the bed and pinning her down. Ashe kept her legs open, allowing Olaf to immediately ram his cock inside her as her initial gasping squeak seemed to echo through the room. More and more thrusts went into the married woman as she could only grasp ahold of sheets and pillows, trying to keep herself quiet and keep what little decency she had left.
“So…” Sejuani looked down and the despondent Tryndamere, her smile still painted on permanently, “Do you think Olaf is bigger?”
Tryndamere didn’t answer, he only looked up at the muscular woman with a face that only be described as “a puppy learning about the concept of death”. Sejuani only shrugged and return to her viewing pleasure to see that the position had changed.
Ashe was now on her hands and knees, her head hanging down as Olaf kept thrusting himself inside her from behind. Already in the heat of arousal, Ashe could only keep balance as the man who was not her husband continued to pound into her. Her pussy already giving way to his piece without too much resistance, as the wife of a man of similar structure would be used to it. She continued to just focus on the bedsheets below her, trying to maintain her balance as her vision continued to blur wider and wider.
Each tiny movement inside her became a blinding shot as her body struggled harder and harder to not succumb, but once her elbows buckled and her face hit the mattress, it was too much as her body spasmed. Taking the new position to her advantage to save what little face she had left, she muffled her shriek of pleasure into the mattress as she came. The orgasm turned her world to mush before she quickly came to her senses, even if too exhausted to protest Olaf flipping her to her back.
“Wh-what th-”
Ashe felt her bare chest suddenly get splattered with a set of hot white splots of the cum that belonged to a man she considered a family friend, his stupid face looking down in a perverse smile. His heavy breathing and imposing figure made him look like a predator before Ashe could quickly kick him off the bed, sending him bare ass first onto the floor.
“There!” Ashe immediately tried to use the top of the bedsheets to wipe the messy cum off of her tits, “It’s DONE!” She immediately buried herself underneath the non-stained portions of the sheets, embarrassed to be seen by anyone and anything.
Collecting himself off the ground and pulling his pants back up, Olaf immediately walked back to the other two with a skip in his step. “Well that was fun.”
“It sure was!” Sejuani held her hands together in joy before giving the viking a quick ‘just friends’ hug before turning her attention back at the defeated Tryndamere. “Have a good night, Tryndy~”
Tryndamere was still unmoving from the floor, the color of life completely gone from him. He felt a not-even-remotely reassuring hand on his shoulder from the man who just fucked his wife.
“Yo b*o, next weekend we’re having a watch party for the tournament. You and Ashe are definitely invited, and beer is on me. I think that’s fair. Well, see ya!”
The two left, leaving the man with his violated wife. Still unable to bring himself to his feet, Tryndamere crawled over to the bed, however a resounding order came out from the mass of blankets when he placed his hand on the bed for the first time.
“FLOOR!”
There was no debate, Tryndamere just laid his head on the carpeted floor, just glad that it was finally over.
“Like a ripped cartoon idiotic penguin.”
“I think the smarter head is gonna be inside your wife.”
The barbarian balled his fist to sock his guard for this viewing upside the head, but pulled back and decided with a verbal barb instead.
“Yeah, that’s probably correct.”
---
Ashe had yet to move from her position, her legs still dangling over the side of the bed, leaving her ass, well rounded and heavenly, exposed. Eventually the rubbing of Olaf’s feet on the carpet closed in as a big meaty viking hand grasped a filling asscheek. A low mumble, similar to how a person being woken up in a “please don’t wake me up” mood would sound, emerged from the archer’s lips as she had still not recovered enough energy to deal with it. Her eyes re-opened to find a girthy cock plopped right in front of her face. She panned her vision up to see a close friend smirking like a jackass before the head of his cock was trying to force itself into her lips. She mustered up the energy to wrap her hand over the meat, but only to keep it still for a second.
“Yeah yeah, I’ll do it, you piece of shit.”
Ashe began to regain her energy only to use it for her own rage as she sighed before rearranging herself to sit over the side of the bed, giving Olaf a slight tug job before finally bending herself down to place her lips around the cockhead. Twisting her tongue around the tip, her head began to bob up and down, her white hair quickly swishing back and forth.
Olaf, much like her husband, was a big man with a big cock. It was far too huge for her to take the whole thing, but she did her best, eventually getting halfway down the shaft through her own lubrication before realizing that was her limit at the moment.
A firm patting of the foot on the ground could be heard from the peanut gallery as the gravity of the situation finally hit Tryndamere, watching his wife suck the cock of a friend. His breaths became more and more long sighs as Sejuani was doing her best not to erupt in laughter to break the mood. After an exceptionally long sigh, the barbarian king gave the boar rider a side stare of death until she caught notice and pointed back to the action, making she he keeps watching.
After one too many attempts to go deeper, Ashe finally pulled herself off of Olaf’s dick and made sure to keep stroking it as she looked towards anything that was not another person. Her strokes were slow and methodical, strangely still keeping the foreplay portion of this event going on a bit longer. With a heavy breath and a drooping morale, she pulled away and got on the bed proper, legs spread out, showing her pussy to the crowd, continuing to avoid any and all eye contact. After several long agonising seconds, there was still no movement from the berserker, which put Ashe on edge.
“Hurry up, jackass.”
Olaf was only taking his time, checking out his friend’s wife’s exposed and presented body as the attached face only got redder and redder.
“...Invite me better than that.”
“HOLD THE FUCK ON!” The husband finally hit his breaking point as Tryndamere yelled in protest. He took a step forward before feeling his arm grabbed by Sejuani, restraining him. He threw his head back, ready to throw down with anyone in range, his rage finally boiling over. Sejuani, however, stared him down and pulled him back in, getting his ear in Sejuani’s whispering range.
“Tryndy,” Sej whispered, making sure the other two can’t hear her, “I wouldn’t take another step forward if I were you. And I have three reasons why.”
Tryndamere was still seething, but decided to hear her out. He also dropped his voice to make sure the other two, who of course were distracted by the outburst, still unable to hear, “Tell me.”
“Fi~ O~ Ra~”
Tryndamere’s face immediately cooled off and his eyes drooped as he immediately accepted defeat. He stepped back and actually took a seat onto the carpet and looked back to his wife before dropping his eyes to the ground.
“Olaf, just fuck my wife already. I deserve this.”
Ashe and Olaf just turned to look back at each and shrugged to one another before the viking took the initiative, tackling the woman onto the bed and pinning her down. Ashe kept her legs open, allowing Olaf to immediately ram his cock inside her as her initial gasping squeak seemed to echo through the room. More and more thrusts went into the married woman as she could only grasp ahold of sheets and pillows, trying to keep herself quiet and keep what little decency she had left.
“So…” Sejuani looked down and the despondent Tryndamere, her smile still painted on permanently, “Do you think Olaf is bigger?”
Tryndamere didn’t answer, he only looked up at the muscular woman with a face that only be described as “a puppy learning about the concept of death”. Sejuani only shrugged and return to her viewing pleasure to see that the position had changed.
Ashe was now on her hands and knees, her head hanging down as Olaf kept thrusting himself inside her from behind. Already in the heat of arousal, Ashe could only keep balance as the man who was not her husband continued to pound into her. Her pussy already giving way to his piece without too much resistance, as the wife of a man of similar structure would be used to it. She continued to just focus on the bedsheets below her, trying to maintain her balance as her vision continued to blur wider and wider.
Each tiny movement inside her became a blinding shot as her body struggled harder and harder to not succumb, but once her elbows buckled and her face hit the mattress, it was too much as her body spasmed. Taking the new position to her advantage to save what little face she had left, she muffled her shriek of pleasure into the mattress as she came. The orgasm turned her world to mush before she quickly came to her senses, even if too exhausted to protest Olaf flipping her to her back.
“Wh-what th-”
Ashe felt her bare chest suddenly get splattered with a set of hot white splots of the cum that belonged to a man she considered a family friend, his stupid face looking down in a perverse smile. His heavy breathing and imposing figure made him look like a predator before Ashe could quickly kick him off the bed, sending him bare ass first onto the floor.
“There!” Ashe immediately tried to use the top of the bedsheets to wipe the messy cum off of her tits, “It’s DONE!” She immediately buried herself underneath the non-stained portions of the sheets, embarrassed to be seen by anyone and anything.
Collecting himself off the ground and pulling his pants back up, Olaf immediately walked back to the other two with a skip in his step. “Well that was fun.”
“It sure was!” Sejuani held her hands together in joy before giving the viking a quick ‘just friends’ hug before turning her attention back at the defeated Tryndamere. “Have a good night, Tryndy~”
Tryndamere was still unmoving from the floor, the color of life completely gone from him. He felt a not-even-remotely reassuring hand on his shoulder from the man who just fucked his wife.
“Yo b*o, next weekend we’re having a watch party for the tournament. You and Ashe are definitely invited, and beer is on me. I think that’s fair. Well, see ya!”
The two left, leaving the man with his violated wife. Still unable to bring himself to his feet, Tryndamere crawled over to the bed, however a resounding order came out from the mass of blankets when he placed his hand on the bed for the first time.
“FLOOR!”
There was no debate, Tryndamere just laid his head on the carpeted floor, just glad that it was finally over.
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