Phosphoria gasps of the pure thrill of suddenly feeling him slide completely inside of her. She could feel his every vein rub against her sensitive walls, making the halfelf shiver of delight. Her breasts were painfully squashed between the counter of the bar and her entire weight as her feet cannot reach to the floor any more. The troll, who seems to be at least two heads taller than her, pats her patronizingly, making her purr and lean in towards his gentle gesture. Her breathing had began to become shallow of the constraint of his hands upon her neck, making her feel like she was at his mercy. For a moment there it seemed as if she mewled of disagreement when his grip upon her throat lessened, and she licked her lips whilst relishing in the moment of peace before he would begin to fuck her.<br/><br/>But he didn't, he stopped as he was hilted inside of her, and she began to squirm in disagreement to this development. Her soft moans were at first trying to encourage him to go on, but as she noticed his dick was merely rocking her from side to side, she began to trample with her legs in the air, trying to get a grip to begin the fucking herself.<br/><br/><i>Yes off course she wanted him to fuck her.</i>She thought to herself upon hearing his teasing remarks. She wanted him to ravage her insides like the little harlot she wanted to be. But before she could make a snarky remark, she felt his rough, seasalted fingers play along her full cherry-red lips. Almost immediately she slipped her slippery tongue out and over his digits, enclosing her hungry lips around his finger. Her mouth sucked it in eagerly, al the while circling her tongue playfully around his nail down to the base between his fingers.<br/><br/>She was eager, eager to please the troll behind her, eager to be the good little pet she wanted to be for him.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>