[ Molly is quick to put his arms around Fjord when the half-orc sits up, kissing him desperately as he's almost overwhelmed by the touches. He's still moving, though, a little more desperate and uncoordinated as he chases his orgasm.
He whines into Fjord's neck at the sweet, mostly unknown words - since an orcish dictionary and his TTS app were not friends. It's impossible to hold back when those hands go for his cock and that small, extra soft place under his tail, and Molly gasps and clings tighter as he comes. ]
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He whines into Fjord's neck at the sweet, mostly unknown words - since an orcish dictionary and his TTS app were not friends. It's impossible to hold back when those hands go for his cock and that small, extra soft place under his tail, and Molly gasps and clings tighter as he comes. ]
Yes, yes, yes, yes!