Actually goblin' deez nuts

You lead Cocksleeve into the biggest 'tent', assuming it belonged to the former chief. "So, you're a Ranger, huh?" You sit on the ground, finding no chairs.

"Am I, si-, Dusk? I didn't think I had a class..." She sits on your lap unprompted, confusing you a bit.

"Uh, yeah. I was actually wondering how someone like you ended up as a...for lack of better term-"

"Cocksleeve, sir? I don't remember exactly, but I woke up a week or two ago and just..." She shivers. "Oh, you've got a good cock, Chief..."

You hadn't realized it until now, but your dick had hardened from her being in your lap. "Uh, sorry, it's not-"

"Why are you sorry, Chief? I'm your Cocksleeve, after all..." She gets up from your lap and turns to you, her face flushed, and her eyelids lazy, reminding you of Camilla the other day. She pulls down at your pants, causing your erect member and tentacles to spring forth. "Tentacles, too? I'm a lucky girl... It's a shame I'm so full right now..." Her voice sounds much more sensual than annoying, seemingly losing all its goblin-y nature.

"Hold on, hold on."

"Don't worry, I can still satisfy you." Her head descends on you, her small mouth not even wrapping around your knob. She quickly switches tactics, licking up and down your shaft as she twirls one of your tentacles around her finger, much like you can imagine her doing with her messy black hair.

"Oh, shit!" You grab Cocksleeve's shoulders, ensuring that she couldn't get away, even if she wanted to. The sensation of her playing with your tentacle is just as strong as if she was giving you a handjob, and while you've had these tentacles for a couple days now, you haven't had both your dick and a tentacle played with. If you were thinking coherently, you'd imagine what all three would feel like!

"You like it when I play with these?" Fortunately, your hypothetical wondering would be answered, as she lightly grabs your other tentacle and plays with it as well. The pleasure's too much for your arguably-still-human mind, and you almost immediately cum, not only all over your new translator, but once she positions herself, she begins swallowing load after load.

"Holy...fuck..." You pant, never expecting so much pleasure from your 'add-ons'.

"Oh, Chief... You're much more delicious than the last one..." She licks her lips as she looks up at you, wiping her face and then licking her hands. You both take a minute, basking in the sensation. "Anyway, what were we talking about?"

You think for a moment as you pull your pants up. "I was asking about how you ended up as the chief's cocksleeve."

"Oh, yeah." She takes on a more thoughtful expression, and her voice regains some of that annoying sound. "I woke up a while ago with nearly no memory. I remember a bit of hunting, but when I woke up near here, I just needed sex. The, uh, local tribe found me and took me in. I don't remember my name, and was...very active, so they all call me Cocksleeve. I've already had a kid, and I might be having another one, soon." She rubs her belly, seemingly satisfied by the thought. "Do you think I could have your kids, Chief?"

"Uh...I don't doubt it, but let's slow down a bit. First, you need a name that's not Cocksleeve. How about...cocksleeve, cock, sleeve, how about Eve?"

She thinks for a moment. "Can I still be your cocksleeve, Chief?"

Despite your best efforts and your recent orgasm, your penis begins to harden again, and you quickly return it to you pants so you don't get distracted by a 'round two'. "I told you, you can call me Dusk. And...we'll see about that." I can't say I'm not looking forward to it, but it's better to think things through first.

"Okay, then." 'Eve' smiles, hugging your chest. "So, what do you want to do now, Chief?"