<i>Damn, damn, damn</i>… he thought as his penis sprang free, the orcess taking the bait and the opportunity to divest him of his silk leggings and loincloth. Her now bared green breasts pressed demandingly against his mouth, bulging like ripe melons, the elf forced to taking heaving breaths through his nostrils. His plan wasn’t quite working out the way he had hoped.<br/><br/>On his back and still clamped between her thighs Varres, hair disheveled and face red from exertion, strained fruitlessly against her superior strength and position, his chances of victory fading as fast as his waning strength. Finally, gasping desperately for air his eyes fluttered as they rolled back into his head, consciousness fleeing his body, a body now limp everywhere but in one particular location.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>