Varres was silently glad for the brief reprieve from the orcess’s devilish mouth, though he was still struggling to breathe and his cock was now enveloped between the firm warmth of her full breasts, becoming just another part of him thoroughly surrounded and overborne by his green assailant. This had nothing to do with his pride now, the high elf was just struggling to keep conscience from her rough treatment, feeling like he were a ship-wrecked castaway treading water in a tempest of her wet lust.<br/><br/>Taking in a deep, sex-scented breath through his nostrils he tried to focus through the carnal haze, working his lips, clamping them down with as much force as he was able and thrusting out with his tongue, the tip sliding like a sword into a sheath along her innermost lips, rubbing every inch of his abundantly slick tongue against her clit.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>