I wouldn't mind some milk money...

“What exactly do you need exactly?” Curiously asking the bartender as a large green orc with a large hammer strapped to his back. The giant orc walked in and sat a table in the back ordering a few mugs of ale.
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“You mean you have never been asked to preform the Rite of Mannadour? I thought that was your monks whole thing....”“Oh yeah of course that's like no prob..... “ you say trying to act cool but the bar tender isn't having any of it.”It’s a blessing given to warriors that grants them extra protection on their travels. Its a pretty simple ritual If you’d like I could help you out and I’ll even split the gold with you. Its a 100 gold, What do ya say?”

“ It’s a deal what do I have to do? Read a blessing or use magic or some shit?” “Come with me into the back...” The purple haired bartender walks to a door that you could have swore wasn't there a minute ago, opens it and a bright light emerged from it not allowing you to see what was inside. She tells you to follow so you both enter the strange door.

On the other side is a rather old looking church that has a giant hole in the roof allowing the bright yellow sun to shine in. The wooden floor was rotted away and flowers and weeds grew up from the earth taking their place. A few rows of benches are left as well as a altar. A large stained glass window sits high above the back wall of the church, light filtering in ever so subtly. It had been age since any one had been here. You walk up to the altar wondering where the bartender had disappeared to. Standing at the altar you notice the light directly in front of you is some what distorted in front of you almost as if you could touch it. Your hand raises and your long slender fingers carefully touch the odd light.

Suddenly a warm light completely engulfs you and you feel it actually lift you up into the air. You feel magic being directed straight into you as the purple haired beauty reappears wearing nothing but a cloak similar to yours. She mumbles some words that you can quite make out then she opens her coat.

Her large tits stood straight out with no sign of sag or age. Or gravity for that matter.... They had to be at least a triple d with little pink nipples on each both resembling pencil erasers. Your body couldn't move but your cock sure was! You were as hard as you ever were as she continued to say whatever she was saying and exposing her self even more to you. As she reaches you she reaches you and parts your robes and tosses them to the ground. Her petite but muscular hands stroke up your hairless leg and up your thigh. Then back down and repeat. She’s teasing you.....And you love it.! She does one leg then the other then then repeats continuing the ritual you cant help but notice the smile on her face. Her hand eventually makes it up to your balls and she grabs and pulls on them driving you wild! Her fingers massage them gently, even glossing over your little rosebud every now and then making you twitch and moan. Her lightly muscled naked form was driving you mad in that robe she was wearing With her large tits pressing hard into your legs you felt like you were going to explode and she hadn't even touched your cock yet! She takes her hands from your naughty bits and she leans in towards your dick with her mouth floating at just the perfect height for her. She places her soft lips around the head and with a hand around your balls she leans in and engulfs the whole thing to the root and begins to squeeze. Not that you are that big mind you. Your young elven frame was only equipped with what looks like a 4 inch cock she seems to quite enjoy it. Enthusiastically pumping you, wanting you to cum she begins to pick up the pace creating quite the sloppy mess making you feel in heaven but you don't want to cum yet. This was probably the best experience in your life, virtual or not you didn't want i to end. The barkeeper had other plans as the hand grasping your balls moved to your little rosebud and she entered one digit into your tight rectum. This sent you over the edge exploding in the lass’es warm mouth tightly clench her finger with muscle you were unaware of.

Very slowly she withdraws from your cock and she pulls out a small jars and spits all of your semen into that jar filling it to the very top. She licked the runoff off of the outside of her hand as you were lowered down slowly from the lights embrace. “That was ...that was....awesome!”

The bartender smiles and looks at you. “Thanks this will fetch a pretty penny at the bazaar. Here’s your gold. You can use the door to leave whenever you’re ready. The bar is probably full of people to forma party with by now.”