She... doesn't mind

Thurkla shivers in pleasure, crying tears of joy as Morgala worships her pussy.

"DON'TSTOPDON'TSTOPDON'TSTAAAHHHHPPP!" The orc babbles, wailing like a banshee as her whole body shakes.

Maybe it has something to do with all this fairy magic, or maybe Morgala is just discovering new things about herself, but the middle-aged elf has learned something she never would have guessed: she really likes the taste of orc.

The normally reserved and restrained (not in this way) maid can't get enough of that musky, tangy flavor currently pouring out of Thurkla like a leaky faucet.

But as much as Morgala likes this, she can't help but feel the emptiness filling inside as her own needs go untended.

"Do me too!" The elf whines as she shamelessly shakes her hindquarters in Thurkla's face.

It doesn't take much to convince her to comply, and soon the two still-bound beauties are tenderly licking and kissing each other's most private places, unaware of (or possibly just uninterested in) their surroundings, or who might be watching...

No, all these two lewd ladies care about at the moment is their mutual pleasure, and judging from the sheer volume of their moans (and their love juices), each one is getting plenty.