With gusto

"When I'm done with you," Thurkla whispers as she nibbles on Morgala's ear, "you'll be an orc girl through-and-through."

The milfy Morgala trembles at the boast, and then gasps as her green lover gets to work.

With practiced hands Thurkla delicately parts the elf's pussy folds, rubbing her up and down. She gathers up an ample supply of the elf's cunny honey on her fingers and then noisily slurps it just inches from Morgala's face.

"Mmmmm," the orc moans. "You taste exquisite! Like... maple syrup and..."

"D-don't say that!" Morgala interjects as her face goes crimson as she shuts her eyes tight and tries to look away.

"I mean it!" Thurkla says as she grabs Morgala's chin and turns her head back to face the orc. Morgala nervously opens her eyes and stares back into the orcs.

"You are the best girl I've ever tasted, and you deserve to know. Here," the green beauty says as her fingers plunge back into Morgala's wet, willing hole.

The milfy, middle-aged elf's eyes cross in pleasure as Thurkla plunders her precious pussy, gathering up as much as the elf's sweet cream as she can. Soon the orc's glistening, dripping fingers are pressing up against Morgala's lips, the odor of her own private place overpowering the elf's olfactory senses.

"Try it. You'll like it," Thurkla says as she runs her sticky, stonky fingers along Morgala's lips.