Ker grunted as he looked at her naked body.  Then shifted his hips slightly as she tugged his trousers down.  His cock pointed straight out at her, curving slightly upwards with a fat swollen purple head only partially obscured by foreskin around the crown.  It was longer than Esszie's and Izusa guessed it was close to eight inches long, but looked like it was about the same thickness as the naga's futa shaft.  Below the shaft hung two heavy orbs in a large dangling pouch, and above a thick patch of dark black curls.  Along the length of the shaft ran a swollen throbbing vein and already she could see a bit of shiny fluid at the very tip of his cock.<br/><br/>He grunted and nodded,<strong> "Be honest?"</strong>Ker pondered it for a few moments and eyed her body critically and reached out to grab her left breast.  He squeezed it and his big thick thumb ran across the hard nipple, causing an involentary shiver to run through her body.<strong>"Tits too small."</strong>He said after a moment.  But the look of hunger in the ogre's eyes said that even with what he considered a defect that didn't sate his arousal anymore.<strong>"You want to be my fuck meat, not be priestess?  You not want to command Ker?"</strong>He struggled with this idea of dominance versus submission, and it seemed that he was confused by her status as a priestess but also willing to submit as 'fuck meat' to him.  Still his breathing was heavy and hard and his cock was bouncing eagerly at about the level of Izusa's rib cage, and it was obvious he was ready to go.  Just as the moisture between her thighs told her that she was too.