Joli bit her lip as the finger pushed into her tight wet passage.  She held back a groan of pure lust, as she didn't want to lose control of this situation too quickly.  She pulled away from his hand a little bit, though she didn't actually want too.  "I see Druk, and those who don't swing swords, you feel that you can simply molest without permission?"<br/><br/>Of course, her actions were giving him permission, and at the sight of his tenting pants, she wanted nothing more than it right now.  But she figured that she had to keep in control of the situation.  "You didn't even challenge me to a wrestling match to prove your prowess, your worthiness in rutting with me before..."  With that she'd buck her hips back into him again and at the same time squeeze the muscles below, giving his finger a silken grip.<br/><br/>"I know I would respond much better to a man who could best me in a fair fight then one who simply took me by surprise."  She grinned and began to pull away from him slightly again, hoping that it would appeal to his ego and pride.  "...but they say that orcs are cowardly, like goblins, and unwilling to ever rise to a fair fight... I suppose ....."