You find a camp of Orcs

After being burned by that stupid paladin, you decide to get payback by going to get the Orc unit patrolling the area to go after her. As you leave the area, you notice that she's on high alert, likely detecting your foul aura but not knowing where it came from. Intercepting the troops, you find a group of around twenty sitting around a fire getting ready to move out. As you move closer to inspect their shapes, a sick grin crosses your face as you see their forms.

The Orcs, or at least the ones in this camp, were large and green and around the size of gorillas, their faces squished like they had just been punched in the face. Their bald heads rested above sunken yellow eyes and their lips, like their face, had a punched quality, looking swollen with 2 to 3 fangs sticking out. Their bodies, to say the least, were built almost like they had the frame of a professional bodybuilder but, instead of looking ridiculous, it was terrifying, with each movement showing off a body meant to kill. The only part of them that was hard to make out was their legs, and as you wandered closer, you could see why each orc was wearing a loincloth that also functioned as belts. While their lengths varied, they were all long enough to protect their privates from their surroundings.

The thoughts of what they could do passed through your mind, images of the paladin with her hands and lips wrapped around a dick ,thinking of only you and your master, wanting to be baptized in your cum.

Wanting her to be little more than a ****, you quickly announce your presence to the orcs.