Lapine honestly had absolutely 0 idea what the 'contract' thing was about or said; wasn't really her schtick.<br/><br/>BUT she was thoroughly going to town while enjoying that sweet ork ass. Unlike usual though, she was following directions from an AI, and putting on something of a show. This meant she was trying REALLY hard to not cum too soon. However, it appeared perhaps that was unnecessary; Lapine was... well, rather unnaturally enduring when it came to putting her mind to things. Such as running, or climbing, or fucking...<br/><br/>The ork, on the other hand: by the time they got to the fifth position, Lapine was pretty sure the woman wasn't going to be able to sit down for a long while; she'd WRECKED her ass and made her bust nuts repeatedly. The mind was willing but the flesh could do no more.<br/><br/>This posed something of a frustration for Lapine, for her cock was harder than Aztlan blood magic, and she'd not cum since she started pounding that orkish ass that was desperately crawling away to - she suspected - pass out.<br/><br/>...<br/><br/><Sooo...> Lapine began once Cross made her way on out, left essentially alone with the woman on the other end of the matrix. <...there any sex toys around I can shove up my ass and finish off or...? I don't know if it's obvious but I just fucked her for like twenty minutes without cumming; I gotta do SOMETHING!>