He demands you stroke him

"Let me feel your hands, wo-man," Glaw commands you.

You obey without hesitation, dropping to your hands and knees and crawling to a position in front of the muscular goblin. You curl your legs beneath you and sit so your breasts are pushed together between your arms. You reach out and take hold of the drooping tube of green cock meat hanging between Glaw's legs. You wrap your fingers around it and feel the warmth in your palm.

Glaw smiles at your touch and you look him in the eye as you begin to slowly stroke your fist on his cock. You have learned not to be too gentle with Glaw, but you are careful as you pump your fist up and down his cock not to rub roughly on the sensitive pink cockhead.

Soon he has fully hardened in your grasp and you use your other hand to cup and massage his heavy balls. You can smell the strong, unwashed musk of his cock. A liquid jewel of precum forms at the slit of his prick and you use your thumb to spread the oily fluid down the shaft. You pick up the pace of your stroking and you can feel the goblin's balls tightening in your hand.

You stroke him faster, his precum flowing freely now. His cock is so hard it must nearly be ready to burst. Your breasts jiggle with each motion of your arm and your nipples are hard with excitement.

You look to Glaw to see what he wishes from you.