The orc retrieved his hatchet and looped it into his belt. He grabbed Myria by the arm and pulled her up. Her skin tingled where he touched her. Amber stood and lunged at the orc and groped blindly at his crotch. The orc ignored her and pushed both women down a passageway into a new cave.
"Who... who are you?" Myria asked.
"I am Grull," the orc said in the common tongue. "Of the Black Skull Clan." Something about that name rang a bell in Myria's mind, but she couldn't place it through the haze of venom-induced arousal. In fact, she couldn't think of much beyond getting the nearest cock stuffed inside her...
Amber clearly had similar thoughts. The nude redhead grabbed Grull by the back of the head and kissed him deeply, moaning into his mouth. "Grull," Amber said, "I need you to fuck me."
"That was my intent," the orc said. He dropped his breeches and his thick cock sprang free. Myria gasped audibly at the sight as a spark of anticipation spasmed in her vagina.
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