Good thing Camilla wasn't fighting for her life, this orc would have killed or captured her with ease. Another conquered foe.<br/><br/>During that long moment where Grumm lingered in and over Cam, she panted weakly. Never before had she felt something so overwhelming. It was impossible to catch her breath or think, she could hardly move. Both her toned, dark legs were limp. When the orc pulled out of her, Cam whined lowly. Cum streamed out of her tight cunt, pooling onto the table between her legs.<br/><br/>Finally, she moved. By the time she had, that endless river of white seed had made a noticeable puddle on the wood beneath. Cam rolled onto her stomach, treating Grumm to another set of alluring assets. Her back was toned, looking similar to a female orcs. On her right shoulder blade, that black tattoo. A quartered crest, the top left and bottom right of which was black. The remaining quarters were flaming swords pointed down. Camilla's black hair was a mess, raven locks ruffled and matted with sweat. By far the most appealing sight, though, was that toned, bare ass. Camilla's modest weight coupled with her active life gave her a plump, tempting backside. Like the rest of her, the skin was soft, dark, and flawless.<br/><br/>"Yes, sir." Camilla said softly. "Take me however you wish. I'll watch the door, maybe someone will give me something to drink." Grumm likely caught that she only said to take her, she didn't say where.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>