Eyes are glued to you as you begin to undress - especially the African woman's own eyes.  You have every eye in the room once you are completely bare, and your words are heard the very same.  It seems they all quickly glance to each other, and silently work out how to go about giving you what you ask for, and in the end it's a blonde elven woman and a brunette ork with large breasts that approach.  Following your lead, they slowly and sensually strip out of their dresses, revealing dark brown nipples on the elven woman's chest and a bare mound, and big pink nipples on the ork with a finely trimmed patch of fur above her sex, which looked to have quite the thick labia to it.<br/><br/>"Let us soothe your pain..." the elven woman whispered with a sing-song tone "...let me help your mind..."<br/><br/>"...and me the body..." the ork said, only the slightest of slurs from her tusks "...I am<em>great</em>with the body..."<br/><br/>The elf would begin working on her temples from the side, and the ork would straddle her legs and start in on her stomach.  Both had a gentle touch, but the elf... it seemed there was more to it than just her touch, as if she were using some sort of magic...<br/><br/>While this was happening, Adjoa worked at her breastplate, rather than take the jacket and everything off.  Soon she popped it off though, and revealed a set of<em>heavy</em>tits behind her armor that were shockingly - impossibly - perky beneath her suit of form-fitting armor (like what Cat herself owned).  Then, she ran a finger down her front, and the suit opened up to reveal it was a nanite-infused version that conformed to her skin, and made it easier to put on and take off.  Taking a seat near Cat's head, Adjoa removed the vitals protection she wore which apparently included a cup for her... and then she undid her pants and parted her form-fitting front to reveal her tits, with big, perky dark-chocolate nipples...<br/><br/>...and a set of abs that looked to be chiseled out of stone.  The woman was<em>ripped</em>but not too bulky,<em>clearly</em>an ork, likely with bioware assistance judging by the lack of electronic components, but to say she was anything but built like a walking tank would be a terrible terrible lie.  That, and she then pulls something out of her pants... a long, black, uncircumcised<em>cock</em>that is quickly getting harder and harder... and that has many of the women drooling.  And why not?  It wasn't ungodly long, but it was so<em>very</em>thick...and the balls hanging below it were so<em>very</em>big too, a true testament to her futa-hood.  The African woman smiled down at Cat (whom she made sure had an<em>excellent</em>view of her equipment) and gave her a wink as she relaxed into the couch she was on.<br/><br/>"Impressive, I assume?" she said, and then turned to look at the room "I believe there is but one woman besides our sweet Cat that I have not enjoyed the company of... Saerra, correct?"<br/><br/>By the looks of it, that would be the troll woman, who stepped forward shyly, eying the woman from cock to tits, and approached with the friendly urgings of her fellow workers.  Adjoa motioned her down, and when she got to her level gave her a kiss on the lips, long and loving, which had the effect of making the troll relax more.  Kiss broken, she whispered something in what sounded like French to her, and after what sounded like kind words, the troll Saerra began to kiss down Adjoa's body, sucking at her nipples and licking up her abs before her lips came to the engorged cockhead while her big hands went to the woman's legs and spread them apart for better access.  Soon Adjoa was getting some<em>very</em>skillful head from Saerra, and was<em>clearly</em>enjoying it.<br/><br/>"Mmm... what a wonderfully talented woman she is!  So undervalued..." she said, a soft throaty moan afterwords as she turned to smile upon Cat "Are you enjoying the show with your massage?"