She accepts his offer

“Alright,” Druuna eventually replied, after looking at the man during a few seconds of pondering silence, “I’d be glad to.”
“Good,” the man grinned, “I’m Casey.”
“Well Casey,” Druuna turned to the man as she spoke to him and ran one finger over his bared chest, pushing asides the curly black whisks of body-hair as she moved towards his right nipple, “I’m very pleased to meet you.”

Circling a finger around his nipple, Druuna pouted her wet lips at Casey before sending him a warm smile. It was for the best, she imagined, to keep him in a real good mood from the get-go. A tent forming in his pants, the size of which hinting that Casey wasn’t what one could call poorly endowed, the rough-looking man had an expression on his face as if he could barely restrain himself from taking Druuna right there and then.

“So Casey,” Druuna cooed, “would you mind buying me a little something to eat? I’m ravenous!”
Turning at the barman with a grin as if he was the luckiest man in the world at that particular moment, Casey ordered a siding of stew, along with a shot of firewater.
Eating the quickly served food standing at the counter, Druuna found it nourishing but pretty fat, and the **** helped her digest the food, even if it was strong enough to make her cough.
Laughing at Druuna’s reaction to the booze, Casey ordered one more shot for her and for himself.

In the end, Druuna had consumed a total of four small glasses of the hard-hitting drink before finishing her meal, being unable to suppress a delicate burp.
Again releasing a deep laugh at Druuna’s behaviour, Casey, who had informed her that he was a seaborne scavenger and trader, and clearly not a meek one if going by his physique and facial scarring, softly clasped Druuna by her forearm and led her away from the counter, heading for the stairs through the throng of obviously envious seamen.

Room number six proved to be Casey’s, and he had one arm wrapped around Druuna’s waist as he fit the key into the lock and opened it. The room itself wasn’t much, just a frail-looking bed, a small table standing on the other side of the room to the bed, a small jerk-action pump and a tub, and finally a small metal locker placed in one corner. Also, some of Casey’s possessions were dropped on the floor or stacked on the table.

Closing the door behind him, Casey reached around Druuna to get a first feel of her tits, his rugged fingers kneading the firm flesh of her globes while his erection was pressed into the small of her back.
Slipping out of Casey’s grip, Druuna spun round and pushed against him, moving one hand in between them to grab his cock through his pants.

Undoing Casey’s belt, Druuna then backed away from him and, with a smile on her lips, tugged her shirt over her head before tossing her hair in a fashion which also caused her pair of full, ripe tits to move.

After kicking his boots off Casey quickly stripped out of his pants to stand naked before Druuna, who couldn’t help but to gawk at the sight of his penis; a veritable pillar of vein-covered meat which was crowned by a fat, bulbous cockhead.

Turning away from Casey, Druuna leaned forwards as if to present her ass to him as she slid her shorts over it, slowly revealing the glorious buttocks of her heart-shaped as to his lustful stares. With the shorts sliding down her legs by their own accord, Druuna grabbed the firm flesh of her arse and pulled its halves apart to expose her tight little bunghole, the rear strap of her thong hanging in front of her anus but not being wide enough to obscure it.

At this point Casey could hold himself back no longer and so stepped towards Druuna, a drip of pre-cum running down the trunk of his member.