Ravatranna thought as she felt the goblin on her back, all the better that she wasn't going to be lubed up. They might hate it, or they might not. She cared little for her being lubricated, pain was a natural part of life. As she deepthroated the leader she suddenly found herself with a throat full of stinking orc seed, as he pulled out he was quickly replaced. By an orc which got the exact same treatment, a swirling tounge, a pumping hand and rubbing hand for his balls.