Mata of course.

He reached over an unlocked the door with an audible click, and Mata rushed in and locked the door quickly behind her. She turned. Arthur was completely naked. She stood eye level with his cock. Even totally soft it was larger than anything she’d ever taken before. Her heart jumped, and her lips parted.

Arthur looked at her, “What are you doing here?” She stepped forward, “That little toad tried to hit on me, and now, I’m…” she lost her train of thought as she saw his cock pulse. Rather than try to regain her train of thought she opted to go for it, sliding his head into her mouth so quickly Arthur almost didn’t realize what happened. She played with his tip as both hands began to stroke him. Precum filled her mouth and almost caused her knees to buckle. She popped off him for a quick breath, before taking him again even deeper. Arthur groaned.

He reached down and ran his fingers through her short hair. He decided he didn’t want to wait. He picked her up and aligned her over his cock, lowering her slowly. His dick was practically the size of her torso, she had no idea how that monster fit inside her, but she remembered when he filled her up on the couch and fresh cum dripped onto his shaft. She wore nothing underneath the little sundress, and she was so wet she had soaked the inside of her thighs. He looked at her and stopped, narrowing his eyes. “What were you doing while I was trying on clothes?” He asked. She squirmed trying to push herself deeper onto his waiting cock.

“The guy. He, mmm.” She made a frustrating noise. “Hit on me. Told him how pathetic he was.” Her breathing got more ragged as she remembered all the nasty things she had said to his face. “Told him to follow me to the dressing room and I would show him what a real cock looked like.” Arthur’s eyes flicked up to the door. Movement on the other side? Maybe? Mata looked ready to explode, and continued to squirm. “What did you say to him?” Mata began to pant. Arthur reached up with his other hand and tweaked her nipple.

“At first I let him think I was interested, but then I started complaining about my last boyfriend. I mentioned that he was a goblin but he wasn’t able to satisfy me with his tiny little prick.” While she talked he had started lowering her onto his cock, torturously slowly, but she was able to keep talking. “Then I told him about you. He didn’t believe me, so I told him to lock the front door and follow me back.” Mata had sped up as her breathing became more and more ragged. She wasn’t even trying to whisper anymore, but Arthur was sure now that he could hear more ragged breathing from the other side of the door. He began moving faster, sliding her up and down his cock. Mata continued “I bet his prick is barely the size of your pinky. It’s probably a shriveled little warty thing. I wouldn’t ever let his tiny little cock anywhere near me!” Suddenly she was climaxing, pushed over the edge as Arthur’s cock buried itself inside her, he came with her. Filling her up and letting it drip down her thighs onto the discarded clothes below.

Arthur put Mata back on the ground while they recovered. He grabbed his clothes and put them on luckily none of the soiled ones were his.

When they exited the dressing room the goblin stood there. Head down unable to meet their gaze. From the way he was standing Arthur could tell that he had jizzed in his cheap work pants and was trying to hide it by hunching over.

Arthur and Mata walked past him without a word. The goblin entered the dressing room and Arthur heard a small click, to do what Arthur could only guess.