'Oh damn' is right; it seems everyone is recovering from that one, especially the elf and the troll, by the sound of it.  Adjoa spends her recovery time whispering sweet nothings into the ork's ears and indeed cuddling some more, and the elf practically falls to the ground below, aftershocks coursing through her now and then as she recovers.  The ork is less drained, and quickly untangles herself from Cat, before moving to the ground with the elven woman and beginning to kiss her like one would a lover.  Which was perhaps a distinct possibility...<br/><br/>"See?<em>Everyone</em>has fun when I'm around!" she says with a laugh, giving the troll one last kiss before moving over to sit right above Cat's head, her cock<em>still</em>quite hard "Are you alright?  Do you need to rest more?  I assure you I am quite patient if you are not ready to have your taste just yet, or if you'd enjoy something more than a 'taste'..."