His stiffie says yes

"Pff, come on," Nora says, handling Bork's quickly stiffening cock, "I can tell you want to." She guides his hand down under the surface to her eager snatch. Obviously they're in water, so he's not able to tell how wet she is, but her lips part easily and her insides feel relaxed.

"O-okay..." He brings her face close, snogging her on the lips. Nora purrs, wrapping her arms around him and pushing Bork against the raised bank, where she began to grind against him. Her nipples stiffen as her breasts push against his scarred pecs. She parts her lips away, smacking her chops.

"You taste like meat," she says, stifling a chuckle.

"You taste... nice."

They sit like this for a little while, swaying in each others arms, suckling at each others lips. It's quiet save for the gentle current of the stream. Nora pauses for a moment, pushing herself away to adjust her footing. She hops onto Bork's semi-reclined body, wrapping her legs around his thighs. Bork's rock hard cock, long, full and wide, strains, tapping the tip against her stomach.

"Fuck, that's one nice dick." She rubs her trimmed snatch against it. "Stick it in, I'm ready. But be gentle with me, Bork the big hunky orc, okay?"

She drops herself on top of it, her body guided by Bork's hands. She shudders, a spastic shiver travelling up her body.

"O-oh gosh..."

"Yous okay?"

"Y-yeah... I'm fine. I just sometimes shiver a bit much when I get excited."

He smirks, showing some of his teeth behind the tusks. "Oki." He steadily thrusts his hips upwards, their bodies fucking like the waves on water; very fluidly. Nora closes her eyes with an almost painful expression on her face, but then suddenly kissed him again, forcing her tongue into his mouth. Bork kisses down in a dotted line to her neck, which causes her to moan and wriggle from ticklishness. Water splish-splashes around them in rings, timed with their rising pace. Her cunt clings nicely around his cock, like a tight seal, but it's not suffocating, with room to push in different directions. She is slick and wet through and through, and Bork's cock has no trouble sliding in and out.

"Fuck me against the shore."

He complies, turning himself and her around. He pushes her so that she lies on the grassy bank on her back, her dripping legs out of the water and held upwards into the warm air. With this added leverage he is able to thrust harder into her, his toned arms trapping her body on either side. Nora squeaks like a mouse, resisting the urge to let her moans out full ****. It's quiet save for the gentle current of the stream, their grunting, and the quiet squelches of lovemaking.

"Ah... Ah! You fuck better than -ngh- any man I've met."

"You good -hrmpf- mate also." His face turns red, his thrusts suddenly quick, rough, and frantic. "Me cu... cum... CUMMING!"

Bork roars as he rams his cock into her over and over again, splattering her insides with thick white seed.

"Oh fuck, oh god!" Nora grabs Bork around the chest, bringing herself as close as possible to him, clinging for her dear life. His tip mashes against her cervix like a hammer hitting a nail well past being driven into the wood. Gutteral noises escape her throat. "F-f-f... f-u-uuuuuckkkkk! Ngh-AAAH!"

His tongue lulling and his load spent, Bork falls on top of her, not bothering to egress himself from her hole. Jizz dribbles onto the grass, and from the grass into the water. There is heavy breathing from both parties.

"I didn't expect to be fucked like this on my hiking trip," Nora says breathlessly, gently caressing Bork'a face as she stares deeply into his eyes, "you're fucking incredible."

"No, yous were much betterer."

"Fuck me again. I need you in me again."

Bork flitters in an uneasy fashion, as if he just remembered. "Me really need to get back now." He got up, a silvery spiderweb connecting his cock to her cunt lips. It took a moment for the ivory to start dribbling out from between the folds. She looks at him in desperation, waving her hip in the air while biting her lip.

"Take me with you."

He stops, surprised. "Me not sure if that good idea."

"Please! I want to know what else you can do! Just for a little time!"

Bork thought for a moment, looking between his pile of chopped wood and Nora. After some deliberation, he picks her up, throwing her over his shoulder. Nora squeals in delight, hugging his neck. He blushes and then picks up the chopped wood with his other shoulder, taking them both back to his tribe.