Wait...

_She is a gorgeous woman. _You can understand that intellectually. Her face, her lips. Her long hair, her rich breasts. The kind of woman that any man would desire.

Maybe not every man. You vaguely remember your type being... her eyes are reflected on yours, that small smile that belies her experience. She plants a kiss on your forehead, and that motherly gesture calm your heart some. "You will be fine Yuliana."

You reach for her hips. Her flesh is soft beneath that loose dress. You begin pulling its brim up. Maybe if I see her ...? damn it, why am I not feeling... horny?!

You reveal a small dagger strapped on her tight, an elegant weapon. It makes sense, a frail woman like her, servicing large, muscular orcs. Having a weapon always at hand would surely make her feel saver. Maybe not if he was on top of her, or holding her from behind. If he held her arms.Then she would be at his mercy. But she likes it. You note to yourself with a bit of irony.

She takes a step closer, letting you hike her dress all the way up. And then you see her pussy, hairy and wild as it was. Compared to the prim care everything else about her had, it was a stark difference. Maybe it is her husband's preference? you wonder, imagining the size and girth of the cock that penetrate that pussy time and again.

Nice... yes. hmm. That image did make your body react, at least a little. That wetness between your tights. It wasn't much, maybe you were just tired, but it didn't make sense to let that woman escape you. Joy places her feet on the chair where you are sitting, leveling her pussy at your eye level. How lose must it be? I bet very.

You bury your nose on that jungle, feeling that wilderness, savoring the bouquet of her perfume and sweat. It was interesting, but not very attractive. You run your tongue over the lips of her pussy. A bit like grapes, but so heavy. Maybe a bit like Pepsi too. How stupid. You think, as you continue licking. Growing bolder to dig your tongue deeper in that pussy.

"Hah! Goddess, that is awful." she takes a step back. "Are you doing that on purpose?" she sounds annoyed. Her dress falls and covers her pussy. You mumble some excuse, she answers "Yeah, whatever. Lets have dinner later"