Her sleep was dreamless, and she was awake quite early; the sun was just shining into her window, lighting up the room with the morning sun.  And she was warm, laying atop a firm, lovely body, embraced so sweetly.  She smiled, snuggling the woman's ample breasts as she gave her a bit of a hug, to make sure she wasn't waking up just yet and to thank her sweetly.  Of course, as it was morning, so came with it the pressure beneath her, 'morning wood' as it was.  Damn she was hard already... must be the ork's influence on her.<br/><br/>And... sneaking her way out... the ork clearly slept well, well spent from last night's activities.  Quickly though, Tzahala worked, knowing that she could wake up any moment though, and she didn't want that, not yet, not this way.  First stop: camera, in the main room near where Robin had given her a hell of a handjob.  Second: lube, a fair bit in her hand, wrapping around her shaft, and lathering it on before wiping off her hand.  Then and only then would she make her way back to the room where the ork lay on her back, asleep, no covers covering her.  This would be fun...<br/><br/>Smirking and looking positively devious, Tzahala climbed onto the bed, cock hard as steel as the ork's lay mostly flaccid, as the ork was still quite unconscious.  Gently, she coaxed the woman's legs up, up, just high enough for her to sneak in between, up close and personal with her.  Briefly, she poked those heavy nuts with her prick, then giggling a bit she moved the legs up, exposed her lovely, muscular ass... and the asshole too.  That was her goal, that chocolate starfish, lining her cock up with it and then... bracing herself...<br/><br/>She<em>jammed</em>her cock steadily up the ork's pooper, all the way to the hilt!  That would get her awake, and probably harden her cock like steel as Tzahala immediately started in on pounding her backside something fierce while she had her legs on her shoulders, her metal legs helping her practically rape the woman's ass awake...