<strong>Name:</strong>Morgul the Necromancer<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong>Straight<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Prancing Pony<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Eldrith<br/><br/>Morgul groaned as he felt his elven lover's tight warmth envelop and convulse around his member. He had intended to wait for her to get used to the intrusion before actually beginning to fuck her but Eldrith surprised him yet again. No sooner had she recovered from her first orgasm then she was actively shoving herself up and down on his large cock in an effort to get him deeper. Casting his slower plans to the wind he gripped her hips helped her bounce on his member while he began thrusting upward, grinning widely as she cursed since he still had length in reserve. He decided to see if he could bring her out of her blissful haze long enough to respond to him, and how she react to some dirty talking... "Mmm, that's a good girl! For a virgin you seem to be taking to my cock like a well trained slut! Are you sure you haven't played around with yourself before this? You can't have been as pure as you tried to pretend at least!" He reached a hand up to brush some hair out of her face and caress the side of her face in a tender gesture that gave the lie to his harder words before she'd have time to panic if it turned out she wasn't that type... or even if she just hadn't realized she was that type as was also quite possible.