The female scoundrel points at her drink with a smirk, "Waste my money?  Nah, a'least right now.  Coin should never be wasted."  The woman is nearly rocked off with one particular hard thrust, laughing as she pats her fleshy moaning chair.  "Whoa now, secure the base.  Lock them elbows."  Her thighs tighten around the midsection of the orc female, securing herself in a better position, one hand propped against the swell of the woman's ass and the other holding up her frothy mug.  Every once in awhile, with an especially sharp movement, she spills drops of ale on the other woman's back and hair.<br/><br/>"Y'know, she's got an actual pussy down there or just the hanging bits?"  She swivels with another drink, stretching herself out on top of the other woman, her cheek pressed to the panting woman's face.  "Hey, Orc, you got woman parts?  Things would probably get crowded down there right?  Oh, thirsty?"  She'll reach down to offer the woman her mug with a smile.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>