The orc groaned loudly as Amber's moans reached a fever pitch, and with her clockwork arm she easily hauled the stripper up, moving swiftly to actually lift the dryad up and hold her against her chest, pulling the smaller woman's legs up and looping her natural arm beneath one knee to grab hold of the stripper's cock and pin it tight against her belly.<br/><br/>"Gods..." the orc buried her face in the crook of Amber's neck, dragging her teeth across the stripper's skin as her own cock swelled and twitched in the smaller woman's bowels. The angle didn't exactly make for the gentlest of hand jobs... But every bounce made Amber slide up and down in the Ork's grip, from tip to hilt and back again. And every bounce seemed to drag the body guard further, until she practically roared in delight and went careening over the edge of release. That already thick cock swelled even further, twitching violently before practically exploding inside the stripper's dirty hole, sending rope after rope of cum splashing against her inner walls and hilting inside of her one last time...