Like an orc possesed

"Well," Thurkla says as she leans in and kisses the embarrassed elf on the lips. "Why don't we change that..."

Morgala meekly mewls as the big, strong orc woman rolls on top of her, pinning the mortified maid as she starts to aggressively make out with her.

"Mmmm, so soft," Thurkla growls as she massages Morgala's saggy breasts in her calloused hands.

The elf tries to protest, but she's silenced with a strong, possessive kiss that makes her toes curl. It's so strong, yet sensitive and sweet. Nothing like the way her husband used to (rarely) kiss her.

Thurkla breaks away as Morgala pants and whimpers. Her head is swimming, and the weight of the naked orc woman on top of her makes her feel both safe and trapped.

"Did you like that?" The orc woman asks, a hint of nervousness creeping into her voice.

The two lock eyes, but neither speaks. Silence engulfs the room as the moment drags on, neither one saying anything as both women blush.

Morgala licks her lips as her mouth feels incredibly dry. "Y-yes..." she croaks as she shudders in a mix of shame and arousal.

The orc looks back at her like a hungry jungle cat and then dives back down upon her for another passionate kiss. This time Morgala kisses back as she feels the burly woman's hands wander down her soft, weak, lily-white body.

I-it's been soooo long... too long...

A switch flips in the elf's mind as she wraps her arms around Thurkla's neck. Morgala feels herself relax and loosen up as she continues to kiss and lick her bold, big, beautiful lover. She wants this... she needs this...

"P-please..." the elf begs in a voice dripping with repressed need. "F-fuck me..."

Thurkla looks down at her in utter shock as Morgala nervously looks away, her face crimson.