“Fuck Azeroth!” the Madam exclaimed a joyful reply at the drakonid, and with a heavy splash, sprung onto her feet in the tub. Once the water surface calmed (and her enormous jugs ceased bouncing), the Madam’s pink triangle of pubes was revealed along with the smooth slit below it that remained slightly parted on its own, embraced by the flow of water along her skin. As she stared at the night elf’s flaccid cock, the wet muff began to throb, and continued to do so as the Madam shifted her focus on the muscular drakonid.<br/><br/>“I wonder if your hotness will evaporate our water supply,” the Madam grinned, “But please, join us, Aldrick, and if that in fact turns out to be the case, we’ll enjoy a steamy bath while it lasts!”<br/><br/>“Brothel is an understatement,” the Madam replied to the elf and listened to what she had to say, “There will certainly be<i>bodies</i>here to guard,” the Madam added and with one hand stroke her own thigh and with the other the wet top of her breast in a display of her buxom features, “One guard to guard the bodies,” she said and then looked at the drakonid again, with a grin, “and another guard to guard the guard. You will all be paid generously, and I will show you to your private quarters momentarily, as we’ll have to leave Westfall before the dawn, but now—”<br/><br/>The Madam observed as the two blood elves quietly departed the tent, and chills of disappointment crept up her spine, raising goose bumps on her skin. However, she shrugged off the feeling for now and went on.<br/><br/>“—let us relax.”<br/><br/>Waiting to see if Aldrick would join the bath that was getting rather crowded already, the Madam sat down on the edge of the tub and watched the doorway, hoping for at least one more body so that no one in the tub could avoid brushing awkwardly against someone else’s skin.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>