One of her Sentinals

Moving behind one of the trees, Tyrande Whisperwind peaked out from behind it. What she saw was what she was not expecting. Not wild beasts at territorial war. The feral worgen she was here for. Or even a small **** of Horde of Alliance. No, what she saw was one of her sentinals, her plate top off and laying nearby, her weapon with it, and her panties to the side, as she rode a creature that Tyrande did not recognize. The creature had grey skin, with a white, bloated belly, with webbed hands, bulbous eyes, and a wide mouth. But meeting the join, Tyrande's jaw almost dropped. It had an absolutely huge cock!

It would have made a tauren blush, and it was on a much smaller creature, which almost made it look comical. Tyrande's eyes were drawn at it, watching as her sentinal's pussy was pummeled by the thing, as she rode it like a woman possessed. The sentinal, Tyrande had remembered a reserved woman, was acting far different. Groping her breasts, forcing her purple ass down, and acting like this was the best thing in the world. Tyrande herself had to marvel the way her little pussy handled the giant dick, even as the creature held her ass and helped her. Tyrande wasn't even aware when one of her hands reached down, pushing underneath her skirt, and rubbing at the join between her thighs. Her breasts heaving as her breathing became deeper.

She watched, remembering all the times her beloved had taken her. But it had never been as this creature had. Savage, brutal, unrelenting. In the bright blue eyes of the Sentinal, she could see absolute satisfaction. Catching herself, she shook her head, knocking the bow, and removing her eyes from that cock. Big as it was, it appeared there was credence in the earlier reports, and now that she knew what to look for, she'd be ready. Readying an arrow, she prepared to fire....