Thread: Wanderlust [Lookingforthis and Sigr]

Rakka grinned, seeing Ella sweating profusely as she worked all around her armor, she enjoyed the sight of the inexperienced girl working through her garments. She seemed anxious, eager yet warded, like she had some kind of conflict, but Rakka was more adept at fucking or fighting people that really reading into them. There they were, orc tits at plain sight, Rakka trying to ignore Elizar's usual admiration of her assets, more focused on Ella's eyes going wide at the sight of them. For a moment it seemed that the temptation, both visual and olfactory of those breasts wasn't going to work. Rakka almost grabbed Ella's head and pushed it between them as she had been before, this time without any armor in between. Maybe if she made her remove the rest of the undergarments she would take the bait, but Ella's words interrupted her luscious plans. Rakka returned Ella's look, her eyes taking the unanswered question of the girl and replying to it with just a shine in her black eyes, a glint born from the knowledge that there was no going back. Rakka was about to talk, to move, but Ella's lust seemed to come to her like a broken dam, as the girl went crazy on her left tit. Hmph, ugh Rakka hissed lowly, the pressure sudden, the biting surprising, but it wasn't like she couldn't take a treatment way rougher than that girl was capable to dream. The orc just let her do for a while, like a mother that indulged her kids misbehaving, allowing Ella to explore before she would take a hand into it. Good her right hand caressed her hair, but soon she took hold of Ella's nape. You only took a taste of this before, come and savor the whole of it Rakka pushed Ella into herself, nesting her face between her knockers, making the girl take in the full impact of her sweaty cleavage. With Ella resting there, Rakka moved her hands to her own breasts, pressing them against her face, allowing him to move on her own but still feel smothered by that green ocean. Orcs were usually more straightforward in their approach, and Rakka still was if the moment asked for a hurried quickie, but now she could indulge her rough playfulness. She wanted to pleasure Ella, give a show to Elizar and have her pound of meat, and the priorities certainly weren't in that order. You like my taste? Try to not get drunk on it Rakka guffawed, taking and pulling Ella's pigtails back to dislodge the girl from her nest, prompting a small yelp out of her lips. Rakka leaned in, soon pushing her meaty tongue into Ella's gasping mouth, forcing her way into herself, licking the back of her teeth, grazing her palate, struggling with the girls tongue. Her tusks made their mouths unable to seal perfectly, and soon that passionate kiss, if you could call that facial tongue fucking a kiss, was making drool drip down their chins. With Ella stuck at her face, Rakka felt that she could let her cute braids go, so her hands could finally wander to the coveted price. Those green claws landed on the bountiful posterior without ceremony nor caressing warning, they were just thieves in the night, coming from nowhere to take what they thought belonged to them. Green fingers dug easily in, soft flesh spilling between them, and Rakka started to grope that ass as she was helping her family kneading the bread dough, strong and without pause. We still have clothes on when we shouldn't Rakka said after taking her first taste of that posterior, although she was far from finished with it, providing that there was a person who could get ever tired of such an ass. Leaving Ella on her own, stopping her tongue and hands Rakka just waited, seeing what a mess she had already done with her. Seeing Ella get both of them naked was going to be amusing, specially once she finally took a peek of her still unattended member, chubby but soft under that loincloth.