<div class="floatleft">(https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/023/562/113/large/jordan-kerbow-orbash-vissatchfinal.jpg?1579617498)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Grimaruk Brandr<br/></span></span><hr/><em>Lvl 5 Half-Orc  Male  Paladin</em><br/><strong>HP:</strong>63/63<br/><strong>AC:</strong>19<br/><strong>Standard Perception:</strong>-1<br/><hr/><br/>Determined to taste the dhampir's orgasm before ravaging her, the half-orc redoubled his efforts swirling his broad muscle in her luxurious pussy. The paladin wonders if Silvy is made of honey as he savors the sweet taste of her sex, each taste pushing his arousal higher and higher. When the witch exposed herself for the hungry orc, he thought to himself. "Just a bit more my dearest vixen, then you'll be caught in my trap." Instinctively Grim increased the strength of his grip on the dhampir's cloud soft body, her silky skin a perfect balm for his rough hands.<br/><br/>As Silvy spoke to him Grim's heart melted in his chest. Taking the gentle teasing as a loving compliment. To have said the half-orc loved pussy would have been a understatement of divine proportions. Grimaruk worshiped pussy, the multitudes of tastes of it, the scents that would drive him wild, the way they would squeeze his cock as though milking his seed when he ravaged them. Grimaruk began to explore the lovely witch's sex in earnest, using the tip of his tongue to search her honeypot for any spots that made Silvy shudder, squirm, or scream. The paladin making a mental map of touches that cause the witch to react, in preparation for their love making. When his vision was covered by the dhampir's  perfectly sculpted round ass, the paladin nearly lost his mind in raging arousal. He could feel the woman's need through her every action now. Every breath he took was overwhelmed with the scent of dark skinned woman's arousal, every time he broke free of her she demanded more of him. Whether dominant or submissive, Grim loved a woman that knew how to let him know how much she desired him, and in that moment Silvy had reached out and grabbed a hold of his soul and ground her our soul against it in a lascivious display of wanton desire. Every cell in his body screamed to take Silvy and breed her, yet the clever orc remained in control, continuing to worship the woman's sex. Now ruthlessly determined to conquer the witch and leave her a mewling puddle of orgasms at his feet.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><strong>GM Notice:</strong><br/>