Tamaska found the odd combination of scent coming from Emberspike when she lowered herself onto his thick cock very enticing. It might be a sign of how far she had fallen or just that she was enthralled by the way he had previously handled her but feeling him inside of her again was in a word wonderful. Little yelps of pleasure and moans of need bubbled from her throat when her smooth round asscheeks settled onto his thighs. The heat radiating from him felt god and soon she felt little trickles of sweat on her skin.  It was a strange feeling, the huge, slick, extremely warm shaft piercing her so deeply. Her dripping nethers craved more, craved Emberspike in his full demonic glory but she knew that she could not have that. Still by the third time her ass pressed to his thighs she was already glistening with perspiration and panting with pleasure.<br/><br/>The knowledge that many eyes were watching her opening repeatedly swallowing Emberspike's full, impressive length only seems to amplify her pleasure. Every motion, both withdrawing and impaling herself onto his girthy cock caused increasingly breathless cries and her chest heaved as she tried to breathe. Her breasts bobbed right in Emberspike's face and she desperately wanted to feel him take advantage. The vast majority of her mind cried out for him to use every inch of her body for his pleasure and that easily drown out the other lesser voice that tried to tell her that all of this was wrong and perverse. With him fully hilted inside of her, she just ground against him, shivering at the feel of his cock hitting all the extremely tender spots deep inside. Her amber eyes managed to focus on him and she blushed at how relaxed he seemed in contrast to her frantic need.<br/><br/>She purred like a satisfied kitten when his hands groped and teased the cheeks of her ass and she secretly wanted him to spank her, to punish her for her naughty, slutty ways but instead he praised her for them. At the sound of his voice granting her permission her body moved of its own accord, and she began to bounce wildly in his lap, moaning and writhing in pleasure as if they were the only two beings in the whole world. Her head lolled back and she thrust her breasts out all the while bouncing and grinding on his impaling shaft. She was beyond caring about the talks of policy and politics, all the mattered was her orgasm. Still, she did try to keep the desperate howls of pleasure to a dull roar out of respect for the proceedings. It did not take long for even that thought to be forgotten amidst the pleasure and within moments of that the troll was thrashing as a hard, ragged, wet orgasm washed over her, leaving her clinging to Emberspike as she rode out a hot gushing wave of pleasure as the court looked on.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>