Before long, her fingers were petting and stroking his shaft, the troll's respectable cock growing and then poking out from behind his loincloth. The bulbous tip pressed against her soft underclothes.<br/><br/>One hand leaned on the counter for support while the other curled around the halfling and under her skirt to get a firm grip of Phos' almost bare ass. Sokar pulled her hips closer onto his almost in time with her strokes.<br/><br/>After the kiss he reached up with his free hand - having balanced himself now, to find any ties at her belt-like shirt. "Come now, girly," he said as he broke the kiss, her lips mere inches from his, "Let's have a look at ya and maybe I won't make ya wait much longa." By now his cock was fully hard and its underside rubbing against Phos' mound.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>