<div class="floatleft">(https://ist5-2.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/7/c/U/z/7cUzS/Half-Orc%20Sorceress%20Aquatic%20Bloodline.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Juggaluu</span><br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1860806)<br/><hr/>Collapsed down on her knees rocked back on her heels,  thighs splayed open.   The inside of thighs and the apex with her now swollen folds glisten with the wetness of her mind shattering release.  When the door opens and a large imposing male would appear in the doorway.<br/><br/>Juggaluu would through heavy lidded eyes,  those a lustful gaze at the male.   As he spoke to them in the room.   Revealing as she and others had thought.  That they have been pressganged aboard another ship.<br/><br/>Rising to her feet then as the bosun Master Scourge tells them to git to it and head top deck to meet the captain a Barnabas Harrigan of the ship named Wormwood.   Now on her feet the half-orc beauty would saunter toward the door with a lascivious sash shay of her hips.  Triggering a playful bounce to her more then ample boson.   Her nipples still hard nubs with engorged arousal.<br/><br/>As she passes the bosun she would reach out and trail fingers across his hard abs as she passed.   "Oh I just bet your a wild strong one to ride."  As she toss out the flirting comment.<br/><br/>Her gaze then settled on the rest of the eight sailors of the ship that waited for them to leave the room.   A sigh of relief is expelled as she mutters.  "Thank thee gods ye not a navy ship."  The last thing she wanted was to be conscripted into one of the various kingdom's navies.<br/><br/>Unabashed Juggaluu would boldly walk past the eight in the hallway.   Being a ship it is a tight squeeze and with her ample proportions  she rub up against each and everyone of them with the very provocative roll of her hips sash shaying.   Not caring she is totally naked.   Not when in truth she truly worn not much more then a skimpy loincloth.<br/><br/>Reaching the ladder she would climb up,  giving whoever is below her, especially the next in line a delightful view of her backside.<br/><br/>Her thoughts now running towards asking for her gear.   She had no problem saying she will serve and likely will if it turns out to be a decent gig.   If not the first port they made it too, she could always jump ship.   That is if her friends were so incline.   But she wanted her dam stuff,  its hers and she had worked hard to get the gear.<br/><br/>Reaching the topside deck her blue green eyes look around searching to where the captain awaits them and would move towards him to take her place.