The moans coming from the elf's throat can be heard all the more now, the pleasure from hungrily sucking on the orc cock added to by her own fingers hard at work in her pussy. After Rah'kuma's tits are freed from their poor excuse for a prison, a triumphant little giggle can be heard from Namarie, albeit a little muted from the thick shaft in her mouth. Clearly though, she is enjoying where this is going - and whist there was little left to hide, the horny elf is glad to see even more of her new best friend.<br/><br/>She pulls her hand away from attending to herself, and instead takes a grip of the meaty shaft. Lubricated with her own juices now, the hand glides up and down the throbbing member, stopping only when it intercepts with her frequently bobbing head. There is more than enough room for mouth and hand on this impressive orcish weapon, however. With her eyes turned down now and her attention fully on working the cock in front of her, she is caught a little unawares by falling ale. Pulling off of the cock, a from besmirches the elf's pretty little face for a few moments at the surprise, only to grow deeper at the harsh words used once again. Soon twisting into a smile, though, Namarie decides to turn the game around, just a little.<br/><br/>"You really should be nicer to your friends. Especially ones as nice as me. You haven't even told me your name." She says all this as she pushes herself up from the ground, rising to stand at her full height before the orc. The frown has returned to her face now, although now with a little more amusement mixed in. Leaning back against the bar, the naked elf pushes herself up and rests her arse against the smooth surface.<br/><br/>Her breasts jiggle slightly as she takes position, moving one leg to rest on the orc's stool, whilst the other spreading over to rest on her recently vacated seat. Almost as an afterthought, she leans backwards, giving the Dwarf bartender a loving peck on the cheek and a friendly wink. No doubt the guy had seen much more than this, but it paid to be nice to your hosts. Her attention turned back to Rah'Kuma, the mockingly hurt expression returned. "I think it's time you shown me what that mouth of yours can do besides spouting hurtful little remarks, pretty little orc." Her legs spread out in front of her, Namarie reaches back with one hand for support, using the other to stroke her own pussy lips invitingly.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>