One good turn deserves another: roll her over.

Chapter 13: The Beginning of the End

In her pliable, orgasmic state you aren't even sure she notices as you engage your core muscles to grasp and pull her into a lusty hip-to-hip embrace. One hand circles her bucking waist as the other clenches her opposite shoulder. In that sweaty, pulsing moment of her returning sobriety you instinctively press your lips into hers. Her whimpering breaths falter and her piercing golden eyes sharply emerge from beneath flickering green eyelids. You pull back just in time to notice her long tongue try - and fail - to drag itself across your lips.

"Tha-" she tries, but you've already taken the advantage.

You slip out of her moist, still-spasming folds, your cock suddenly chilled as the night wind rushes in against your wet length. In that brief moment of separation several things seem to happen at once, but it's all a warm, lusty blur.

You roll with her, her uninjured shoulder and leading hip landing gently against her own bed of fur. Then both of your hands pull her beneath you as if you would engage again in missionary, but you stop her body halfway through the motion and roll the orc back the other direction until her massive breasts are amongst the furs that once warmed your back. Had she not still been lost in her orgasm, this move might have failed, but you count your blessings as her supple body seems to sink into the furs. You grip her hips and lift them back as you move to your knees.

Her tight, muscular ass is round and full beneath you, and your breaths are sharp and clear. You need to make a decision, but you feel the answer is already obvious.

You slip your long, hard cock back into her pussy with one hard and fully-encompassing thrust. Ak'horra shudders and moans beneath you. You drag your length back out again. Each slick compression of her pussy feels like it might be the ultimate pleasure for you, but... You breathe slowly, eyes moving breezily from the sight of your cock easing out from between the grip of her folds to the placid skies above your camp.

Beneath you resounds a low, womanly chuckle. It's followed by a buttery moan, eager and tempting. Ak'horra spreads her legs beneath you. You feel it before your eyes return to her wide hips and dripping pussy. Her weight is distributed comfortably upon her knees and forearms. She wiggles enticingly, tauntingly... Slippery...

Ah...

Well, then...

You know what you must do. You've denied yourself long enough.