<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/13/53/1d/13531db9b6da053e62f2cb4324f06620.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/56/97/93/5697939f8232b8a7d76d97a96b772a53.jpg)</div><strong>Gurlove (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1725433)</strong><br/><em>Half-Orc Barbarian: Beserker 5 CN</em><br/><em>Health: 54/75</em><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">combat rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Gurlove grinned into the kiss as she felt their bodies mash together.  It had been a long time since she'd had fun to this degree.  But Tamiara was making it possible by showing that she could keep up with the half-orc.  Gurlove wondered if it had something to do with her being a dryad in her tree or if she just had a great amount of stamina. Either way, she was looking forward to continuing their play and was very excited when she was told to bend over the table.  It had been a long while since Gurlove had been on the receiving end of a good fucking and she suspected that the dryad would be more than capable of giving it to her.  Still, that didn't mean she was going to make it that easy for her.   So while Tamiara was trying to coax her down into position, Gurlove stood tall and made her wait for a moment.<br/><br/><strong>"Are you trying to give Gurlove commands?"</strong>the half-orc futa teased playfully,<strong>"Cause normally Gurlove doesn't do orders.  But…..just for tonight, Gurlove gives in."</strong>She laughed as she shifted her body slightly to kiss the dryad that stood behind her, teasing her with the promise of more fun to come as her firm ass ground against the dryads large she-cock.  Part of her was tempted to continue to tease and play, but a much stronger part of her was practically dying to remember the sensation of being properly filled up.  So she would finally, slowly, bend herself over the table.  Her powerful hands reached across the table to get a grip and couldn't help but giggle when two thick branches came up to pin her wrists down.  She tested the bonds and found them firm, but not so firm that she couldn't break them if she chose to.  Pleased, she wiggled her ass as she waited for it to finally happen.<br/><br/>When it did, a loud cry erupted from Gurlove's mouth as she instantly climaxed and her cum stained the floor beneath the table.  Pleasure and pain tore through her in equal measure as she was impaled on the dryads large she-cock, leaving the half-orc panting and aching for more.  She didn't use words to convey her desire, instead bucking back against her lover, making it clear that she fully expected that sort of treatment to continue.  Her sex was wonderfully tight from lack of use and she rippled her inner muscles, giving the dryad an entirely new sensation.  All the while, Gurlove's eyes found her pretty thing and she found herself wondering what Angelique would think if she ever became aware enough to see Gurlove being fucked like this.