(The story thus far: Moonfire, a towering female Orc warrior cursed with a magic-milk-producing bosom, enjoys an afternoon with her human companion Liam in a dingy tavern room)
“Fuck!” Moonfire gasped as she felt the prodding at her bare sphincter. “Right there, Liam!”
The big Orcess lay on her stomach, elbows doubled under her to allow her shoulders to arch up. It created some clearance for her gigantic bosom in that position, yet both breasts still splayed out generously to either side on the cot. Her legs were barely an inch apart, just enough to allow Liam access. She liked clenching things tight so she could feel every tiny inch of the penetration.
The male lay over her, resting most of his lighter frame on hands splayed over her muscular hips. His tan-colored hands were nearly lost in her sea of heaving emerald flesh. He avoid looking further down at her taut muscular ass, knowing the sight of it could make him cum too fast, and instead concentrated on the back of her half-shaven head and the points of her angular ears. He eased his saliva-slickened shaft into her anal ring bit by bit, making her squeal like a piglet until he was all the way in.