Certainly not!

"My... what a lovely piece of jewelry," Silvia taunts as she tenderly tugs on it, leaning in close to lavish Pooky's pudgy paunch with kisses and licks.

Pooky whimpers and moans as she starts to push the sludgy, sopping panties out of her mouth with her own skilled tongue.

"I could just lap it up!" Silvia says as she starts flicking Pooky's platinum belly bar with her tongue.

The Matron's belly jiggles as her voice breaks into giggles, the extra movement helping to free her mouth from its fragrant, flavorful gag. The slimy rag rolls down her chin, utterly ruined, before coming to a stop between her fat, saggy tits.

"Pl-please!" Pooky begs between bouts of laughter. "Don't take my belly baaaaaar!" Her face blushing as she gets quieter. "It... it makes me feel sexy... even after I put on all those extra pounds..."

"You've got nothing to be ashamed of," Silvia says as she subtly starts to slip it off her Matron. "Plenty of people dream about pleasuring a dark elf with plenty of meat on her bones..."

"R-really?" Pooky bashfully squirms as she asks, too distracted to notice her belly piercing has been taken.

"Oh yeah," Silvia says as she tosses it in the loot pile before moving on to the lovely rings dangling off the Matron's hard nipples. She starts fondling Pooky's funbags as she slowly pops the very last vestiges of the Matron's wealth from her body. "They also draw the biggest crowd..." she brushes Pooky's ruined panties away before going in for a kiss. "...and the highest price."

The Matron moans into her lover once more as Silvia fingers the destitute drow like there's no tomorrow. She pleasures the new pauper with reckless abandon earning squirt after squirt from Pooky's well-used pussy, until this once-terrifying tyrant is completely and utterly spent (much like her former fortune).

"St-stop... no... no more," she pleads and gasps as Silvia snuggles up against the beefy babe and runs her sticky fingers through Pooky's hair.