Back down below

The goblin's grip forces you back into it's sack once again, but this time a little higher. It deposits your mouth directly onto it's left testicle, clearly letting you know what it wants. The goblin even releases it's grip on your hair, seemingly sure that you won't make any attempt to escape, and it was right. It's ball was too large to fit inside your mouth, so you had to make do. You placed your plush lips on the surface of it's testicle and made a wet Shplorch sound as you ejected a mouthful of spit onto the dark green orb. You gave the meaty sphere a messy bath of spit, seemingly the first time it had been washed in a while. Your tongue lashed out against the ball, giving you your first taste of it's now wet sack. The ball-meat's flavor was overpowering, a retched combination of bitterness and sourness assaulted your taste buds as you continued to give the orb a ravenous spitshine. The combination of the smell and taste of it's rancid genitals once again brought you to a hands-free orgasm, and had you been able to focus on anything else, you would have noticed your inventory appearing beside you once again.

-CLASS SKILL (FILTHY TONGUE) UNLOCKED. YOUR SENSE OF TASTE HAS BEEN ENHANCED, AND YOU WILL FIND A PREFERENCE FOR MORE REPULSIVE FLAVORS

The message went completely unobserved as you started alternating between your feverish licking and sucking every square inch of the goblin's huge testicle. After you were sure you had spit, licked, and sucked every square inch of the fleshy orb, you quickly gave the right one the same slavish service. You can't pinpoint exactly when it happened, but at some point during your worship of the filthy scrotum, the goblin had stopped jerking it's cock. Instead you were the one working it's huge shaft. It's green skin was much softer than the wrinkly scrotum you were currently bathing with spit, but it was slightly greasy to the touch. You timed your long hard strokes of it's phallus to the feverish sucking of it's sack, unable to see the response of the goblin due to being blocked by the large pole. Whatever you were expecting to happen next, certainly did not. The goblin once again grabbed your hair and pulled you away from it's sack, but this time it kept you there as it changed position. It spread it's legs apart so that it's thighs nearly formed a straight line, and leaned backwards to lay down on it's back. As you continued stroking it's cock, it grabbed it's scrotum and lifted it out of the way of your next task.

It's hairless asshole was presented directly in front of your mouth, and you barely had any time to consider before it dragged your mouth into contact with it. Without breaking your rhythm on it's cock, your tongue enters the goblin's asshole and begins to explore, much like it's tongue had done to your mouth. You make an effort to feel out every bit of it's bowels that you can, and it all has the same bitter and sour taste as it's huge balls. After you have been in there for a good few seconds, the goblin drops it's sack, leaving it to cover your eyes and nose. Your watering eyes are **** shut under the weight of the scrotum, and the goblin's ass and sack overtakes your entire world. For a stretch of time, you stay in that void of bliss, working the goblin's ass and cock in tandem, but are soon interrupted.

The testicles on your face begin to squirm with effort, and you can feel it's cock do the same under your deft hand. The goblin's grip quickly rips you out of your personal void, and you are able to take your first non cock-drenched breaths in minutes. As you continue to stroke away at it's mighty pole, you feel a thick mass once again move from the root of the cock to the tip. The goblin holds your head in place, the cock looming over you and aiming towards the door. You kneel beneath it, continuing to breathe the musky air, and watch as the goblin's second load is forcefully ejected from it's cock. Similar to the first load the sperm is launched several feet towards the door of the hut, but this load is on a completely different level of volume. several individual globs of cum are disposed of over the course of about 10 seconds, leaving several fists worth of thick, yellowy, rancid cum pooling on the ground.

The goblin flings you away from itself with it's grip on your hair, and you hastily crawl over to the horrid puddle. You attempt to slurp up the nasty jism, but it's near solidness makes the task much more difficult. You are once again assaulted by the acrid taste of the goblin's ball-juice, and your pussy only gushes in response. It takes a great deal of effort to slurp all of the ball-juice off of the ground, but as you finally gather the last of it in your mouth, you turn back towards the goblin and show it off. The goblin seems expressive for the first time since this ordeal began, a clearly satisfied smile spreading across it's face. However, it's cock is still standing at full mast.