If she's going down, she'll take Hilda with her

Clara shudders and drips as the smaller human woman continues her invasion of the orc's ass and mouth.

Her resistance is crumbling by the second, and all she can do to fight back is to lazily finger Hilda's wet pussy, but that is enough to make the human lose her tenuous train of thought.

Hilda mewls like a weak little kitten as they both break away from the kiss.

Both women are far too close to cumming to form words at this point, so instead they just stare into each other's half-closed eyes, their faces flushed, each one trying to make the other cum first.

The sounds of sweet moans and sweaty, wet skin slapping fills the air.

These are no longer civilized women, but merely muddy, sweaty, horny, cum-crazy savages leaking their love all over the ground.

Each one is a stroke away from a blushing, squealing, squirting orgasm that will seal their fate.