What a terrible actress Camilla was. Here, she made a big show about how she wasn't going to go easily, and the moment Grumm pushed her down, she was working on her leggings. The sound of her hitting the tabletop, as gentle as it was, was accompanied by the sound of rattling metal, her belt prongs clicking against the buckle. She was just in time, too, as the orcs mouth reached her sweet, damp lips just as the waist of her leathers passed over her thighs.<br/><br/>"I.. Hn.." was Camilla planning on saying something? All she did was gasp and release a low, satisfied moan. It was such an intense feeling, a tongue that thick, that large, moving between her lips and running over her clit. Her heart raced, her face flushed, she gasped again. This orc really knew what he was doing.<br/><br/>In the duos haste, they left Camilla looking more and more like an employee of the tavern. Her leggings negotiated their way over her boots, which turned out to be quite high and made of black leather. Her tunic was gone, but her black bracers had evaded removal.<br/><br/>All anyone could see beneath that muscled orc was a toned pair of dark legs that hung over his shoulders, thigh-high black boots, and portions of the woman's body. She seemed so small compared to him.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>