Hrakor is quite surprised when everything suddenly goes quiet again. Two have left for the cellar and the elf and orc seems to have stopped their intimacy, while Hrakor himself have just had a nice little nap after having been spent by the dwarven lass and draenei maiden. The large tauren lifts his mug of mead and cheers loudly letting his thundering voice be heard throughout the entire inn much to the surprise of the goblin bruisers standing at the entrance outside as well as the remaining staff, he then lowers the mug down to his muzzle and drinks the remaining mead in one go before slamming, although not too hard, the mug onto the table.<br/><br/>"<i>Well, it seems the show is over!</i>"<br/><br/>The tauren grunts and slowly gets onto his feet, he lets the cloth wrapped around his lower body earlier fall to the ground thus exposing his large, flaccid manhood as well as the furry ballsack hanging right underneath<br/><br/>"<i>And I was just starting to enjoy myself, hmph, quite the tease</i>"<br/><br/>It does indeed seem like that the large male was enjoying himself as a few drops of thin pre leaks from the tip of the thick, tauren cock, suggesting that it was hard not very long ago but surely just ended up flaccid again as all of the action had just suddenly stopped.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>