With a loud and hearty laugh, the troll needed no prompt as the hand which had been kept in his glass went under her dress. "Wit' pleasure," The troll started, his hand slowly moving her skirt upwards as his pair of fingers eventually clasped around the cube, the troll continuing, "...But how long can Ya' last?" The troll grinned as he started to rub the cube between her legs and eventually against her cunt, his other hand set on the Draenei's shoulder to keep her in place.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>