[ Being good for Molly is all he wants, all that matters now. Hitching his knees up around that slim waist he can hold onto him better as Molly moves, drag him in with his heels and calves so that his lover can drive deep over that throbbing sweet spot every time. It's different to being the one doing the fucking because the orgasm melts more easily into a constant pleasure with a cock still fucking him raw, overstimulated, and he groans with how much of a gift it is. Maybe orcs fucks for days ...
Fjord feels like he could, if Molly wanted to.
He grasps onto the base of his lover's horns to dig his nails in around them, pulling them back with handfuls of hair so he can see Molly's face. ]
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Fjord feels like he could, if Molly wanted to.
He grasps onto the base of his lover's horns to dig his nails in around them, pulling them back with handfuls of hair so he can see Molly's face. ]