Camilla was having the hardest time relaxing, something she thoroughly enjoyed. When she relaxed, she became bored. This orc must have been made just for her. The size of his member, it's thickness, the heat coming off it, everything was making for an unforgettable, sensational pounding.<br/><br/>And, somehow it got better. By the time Camilla made her demand, her tight nethers were drooling. With Grumm working with all his strength, Camilla found it hard to breathe properly. Each breath was a gasp now, each inhale a series of low curses, each exhale a chesty moan from low in her throat.<br/><br/>Saying Camilla came wasn't even close to the whole story. After a loud, attention-drawing curse, she reached her limit.<br/><br/>"FUCK!" Camilla clearly wanted some extra attention from the patrons during her incredible climax. One hand reached for and dug its fingertips into Grumm's back, the other balled into a fist and slammed a half dozen times into the table beneath the couple. The woman's muscled tensed, her thighs, upper arms, and stomach appearing especially strained. She threw her head back and shut her eyes tightly.<br/><br/>The most incredible change during her spectacular orgasm was one only Grumm could feel, as her slick cunt spasmed around his immense length. It squeezed and relaxed, hugged and kissed, and milked him demandingly for his seed.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>