"That's very good to hear, my pet." He forced his grool-dripping cock to slide between her ass cheeks, covering her hole with her pussy juice. He stood with her, keeping her back close to his chest before finally separating to turn her to face him. She'd finally get a decent look at the troll that's been ramming her cunt. In addition to the war paint across his left eye in the shape of a six-point star, his right lower lip had a scar that ran up the tusk. His panting chest was covered with a mix of her sweat and his. "That's very good to hear indeed."<br/><br/>He leaned down and hooked both palms under Phos' butt and with a firm grip, hoisted her up to his eye level before laying her flat onto the bar counter. "Now let's see wat ya 'bein fucked face' actually does look like, ya warm hole." His thumb found her clit again and pressed and rubbed circularly so that on the up pet the pad of his huge finger moved along her most sensitive spot. He guided his cock between her nether lips and without skipping a beat, easily hilts himself on her.<br/><br/>He looked over to the Draenei about to get pounded by the succubus snorted with a chuckle before staring back down at Phosphoria as he rocked his hips into her, shaking the counter again. "Sokar's fucktoy isn' gonna need a colla' is she? She know who she belong to. Who's cock she crave. Isn' that right?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>