Not a chance

She moved forward, “Husband, I hope that you are not displeased?” She asked coyly. Her finger drifted to the tie at one shoulder loosing it with a single pull. The hide covering dropped revealing her huge breasts, perky and perfectly shaped seemingly unaffected by gravity. Small pert nipples a darker shade of green accented the beauty.

“Perhaps, husband needs persuaded.” She teased, kneeling in front of him lowering her face into the the fabric of his pants. She inhaled, she could smell his human cock through his pants. It was surprisingly alluring. She inhaled again, the smell was intoxicating and she could feel herself tremble with anticipation. He was stunned like a deer freezing at the sound of a snapped twig. He tried to think about this tactically, but his blood had inconveniently relocated.

She unfastened the belt from his pants and began removing them greedily. The inside of her pale green thighs were slick as she ground her knees together in anticipation. They dropped to the floor and his cock sprang up. She grabbed him in one hand her other resting gently on his thigh and maneuvered him into her mouth, being careful to not graze his cock with her fearsome tusks.

He let her worship him. Her tongue was long and slick and teased the length of his equipment. It was even bigger than than some orc’s, she thought. She had her share of conquer rights before and had never tasted defeat, but if defeat tasted like this human she could certainly get used to it.

Suddenly she stood pushing him deeper into the chair. She towered over him. “I think husband is not displeased at all.” Running both hands up her midsection she cupped her breasts, pushing them up. She guided one nipple towards her own mouth making circles with her tongue before sucking on it gently, releasing it with a soft ‘pop’. His cock jumped at the display, a splurt of pre-cum shot out landing on her thighs.