Hold on

Mary held on, her hand closed around the gnoblars bumpy green cock, she could feel its racing heartbeat as mind raced, what can she do, letting go again is not a bright idea and holding a greenskin by its privates in a forest is not a permanent solution.

But even as she thought this, she felt the gnoblar pressing forward, pushing its cock through the ring of her fingers, not going far before slowly drawing back, pulling back through her grip. Even as she watched the gnoblar started pushing farther and faster as she held on.

Mary's grip tightened as she realised the little greenskin was fucking her hand.