Hunk gets dirty (but also clean)

The three tavern girls rush up to Hunk, two of them securing his arms while the third (the chubby half-elf) grins from ear to pointed ear, the bucket and dripping sponge in her hands.

"This is the best birthday present ever!" The girl (her name is Kelly) says giddily as she sets the bucket down and wrings out the sponge. She looks up into Hunk's eyes and blushes (she's a good 7 inches shorter than him). "Um... where should I start?"

"Start at the top and work your way down," Hilda says, she shivers a little as a cool breeze blows a few more feathers from her body.

Kelly does as she's told, and gently dabs the mud away from his face before gradually moving down his neck to his heaving slab of a chest. Hunk lets out a pleasurable gasp and shivers as the course sponge teases his nipples. The additional motion prompts his already hard and leaky member to spring up and bounce against the chubby girl's apron.

Hunk's face turns red as Kelly instantly notices. "I guess he likes me!" She says between giggles, blushing all the while. The half-elf steps to the side, exposing Hunk to the whole world. The crowd goes wild, as plenty of cheering and lewd comments are hurled at the baron.

He desperately tries to cover his shame, but the other two women keep a tight grip on his arms and dig their heels in. He's not going anywhere. His futile struggling only serves to make his staff shake more wildly, much to all the women's delight.

"He's getting into it!"

"Such a powerful, mindless beast! He can only think of rutting!"

"I'd give anything to ride that stallion!"

Kelly especially loves it and soon gets distracted by its hypnotic swaying. She slides behind the man and presses her soft, wide body against him, moaning in pleasure of her own as her lusts burn. It's a good thing she has that apron on, because she's already leaked through her panties and dress.

"You wicked brute," Kelly says as her breathing gets erratic. "Is this how you attract a mate in your tribe?" Her hands and the sponge travel down his chest towards his abdomen and the throbbing, not-so-secret treasure below. At this point the girl is so focused on Hunk's... hunk that she has lost focus on her task and is now just smearing mud around his body in an erotic pattern. Down then up, down then up, down then up, each time traveling a little farther south, and getting closer to her throbbing prize.

Hunk is moaning like a gigolo now, his need for release overwhelming everything else. He shivers and shakes in his sweet captivity, trying to will the girl's hand closer to his throbbing cock.

Even Hilda has lost all sense of control and is now squeezing her thighs together as more and more of her outfit blows away. She's practically down to pasties and a merkin at this point, with random bits of string still clinging to her in an erotic way, but she's so caught up in the moment she doesn't notice her outfit self-destructing, nor the grabby hands of a thief making their way towards her glowing necklace and earrings...