“Ooooh~!” A low *gasp* of pleasure thrummed in Lucille’s throat, and she *mewled* as she felt the cool wood of the luxurious table against her back- And then the orc’s thick fingers, slipping beneath the waistband of her lacy white panties, tracing the folds of her sex *directly*…Considering how she hadn’t had a *man* for so *very* long, her resistance to Drek’thar’s touch was a weak thing! “Y-<em>yesssss</em>,” she moaned, feeling her knees go weak at the intimate exploration,  the orc’s touch feeling almost abnormally sensual to the magical minx’s sensitive skin…<br/><br/>The orc’s free hand pawed at the tight lacings of her leather basque, and the witch shifted, guiding him to the clasps that held it in place, as she squirmed deliciously beneath him! A shiver of pleasure coursed through her, rippling up her spine as he found the nub of her sex, her green eyes *squeezing* shut in bliss at the sensation. Her silky hips *moved*, as jolts of electricity raced through her, trying to grind herself against him, though long, long legs aching to *grip* Drek’thar’s waist…Wanting to feel him *inside* her, a heady thrill at the thought of fucking this powerfully muscled *orc*!<br/><br/>“I’m *yours*,” Lucille breathed, her breath hot and sweet, her arms rising to wrap around his corded neck in an embrace…A tremulous edge in her sultry voice- “Oh, you big, strong *handsome* orc…I *want* you so much…” Her tongue darted between full lips, her eyes hazy with raw lust as she whispered those wonderful, arousing words! “Take me, Drek’thar…Make me *feel* you~!”<br/>