These girls... He thought to himself. They were magnificent. That half elf, had no problem taking him down. In fact it was almost magical how she can take him in to the hilt. Her tongue stayed strong, her lip's firm around him, his tip pressing deep into her throat. With her grip still firmly on his ball's, even hurting him a bit! With the pain, the pleasure, and the way her throat melodically gagged against him it was no wonder she easily coaxed a hot load out of him. A bit ashamed at how she easily broke through his endurance, he gripped her ear's harder, tugging against them as his seed filled her throat. But he was still hard, and his Halfling friend seen to it he was not left unpampered. She couldn't take on his cock, she knew it, he knew it. But that didn't leave her incapable of pleasing him!<br/><br/>With as gawked expression, he watched as she happily used her whole body to please his shaft. Her hand's wrapping around him, and Jerking against him. Soon, moving on to more of her soft flesh, she began to use her breasts. No more then that! She rubbed him between her small, perky breasts, and against her soft tummy. Grinding her body against him, her soft flesh egging him onto another climax. As her tongue flicked along his membrane.<br/><br/>With a happy grin, he watched as the Bard gave her encouragement. Pleasing the Halfling, and giving her the words she needed to hear to brave this mountain of a man. As he sat on the ground, he watched as she climbed up his thighs and onto his lap. Her pussy pressed cautiously against his tip, but her eyes sparked with determination. Thrak wanted to squeal like a girl, that's just how cute she was to him. The man firmly gripping his hands onto her wide hip's. He pressed down gently. Savage he may be, he didn't want to hurt her. Pulling an elf's ears is foreplay, simply thrusting his monster into a women of such stature and fragility? Would be cruel. He pushed down on her hip's. His cock head slowly entering. Thrak both surprised, and turned on by her forewardness, on mounting the large man herself. He gave a low guttural groan of frustration. As it was tough for him to go further then an inch past the tip. His cock was just to thick. As logic had dictated already, Nature did not make a Halfling, for being fucked by an Ork. But Thrak was now just as determined as she was. He wanted her to feel as much of him as can be fit. His tip not being enough for him. "Ghaaagh.." He groaned, as he put more force into his grip, her hip's slowly being pushed harder onto him. His cock slowly stretching her pussy, until it's tip met her womb. As he did so, he licked against her neck, Tasting her soft flesh, as he can now feel more of himself inside her. Though, to have all of him would be futile. Her pussy only taking in half his cock, as it had filled her and touched against her deepest part's. Thrak was as patient as a beast can be. As he hoped he did not truly hurt her. But, now his patience has dwindled. It was time to start fucking! His hand's began raising her up and down, bobbing her little body onto his cock. The tightness it'self being enough to please him immensely, even if she could not possibly take him all in. Besides, most the fun was going to be in making her squirm in pleasure over his member. "Graaagh!" Thrak cry's out, as his pace hasten's. His membrane receiving shock's of immense pleasure, each time it kissed against her womb. His soft lick's, growing. Until he opened his maw and lowered his head, gently biting against her shoulder in a bestial nature. His teeth press against her flesh, nawing as his tusk's press against her, his maw locking against her. He was careful enough not to hurt her, but was unsure if he were to draw blood. As if to pin her down to his will, his mouth continued to grip against her. He didn't fully understand why he liked to do this to his women. In fact, it was almost natural for him to do so, his mouth capable of locking onto her shoulder as if naturally built to do so. Perhaps that's how Ork's kept their sexual victims from running? Or maybe, it was a sign of affection towards ones mate? Who knows. A betting man would say a bit of both, as they are a sexually deviant and ultimately violent species. Which almost showed through, in how he began to thrust his hip's along with the movements of her body, his cock pressing against her deeply and roughly. Content in stretching her, to fit the shape of his cock!