Those soft, bountiful tits cushioned against his chest, sliding along against him with each thrust of his body. All the while she continued massaging and tightening her inner walls in time with his thrusts. This time, he wasn't trying to hold back. Instead, he moved faster until their kiss came to an end with a wet suckling noise and he began fucking her with long, deep strokes. It seemed that she was more than happy to assist him, and she helpfully pulled him against her each time with a squeeze of her legs. Her hips gyrated to make sure that when their bodies clashed together he rubbed up against her clit, and her fingers were soon clawing at his back as she felt herself rising toward the brink.

“You are so fucking good, Borika. Where do you want it?" He asked through gritted teeth.

“Inside me. Give it to me!" she cried; already ascending the first sizzling waves of her own climax.

He did just as he was asked, and unfolded his arms from around her body to plant his hands in the furs on either side of her. Her legs unravelled from around his hips to spread open, trusting him to take her through those final moments toward the crescendo. As her legs came apart, so did her arms, letting her fall back upon the furs. Her hands snaked outward toward his, and she interlinked their fingers to let him pin them in the furs and claim her as he liked. It was a certain sign of momentary submission, and a bond of trust instantly formed between the orc and the human. In some ways, this had been a challenge, and she offered those last moments to him in order to signal he had proven himself worthy.

The hard slapping noises their bodies made synchronised with Borika's little yips and squeaks as she felt the initial firecrackers ignite along her nerve fibres before the imminent explosion. Those measured little movements of her inner walls fell into her pussy's instinctive convulsions when that final moment came and her climax detonated deep inside her. The resulting explosion of raw, blissful fire throughout her body drew a throaty scream from her lungs.

Feeling the voluptuous woman cumming so hard on his cock was the final push he needed to send him crashing down with her. The resulting eruption pumped thick, gooey streams of his hot cum into her waiting depths. Borika's entire body tensed up, thrusting her incredible tits up toward his face as she arched her back and felt herself wracked with that powerful release. Their hands squeezed tightly together, and they both enjoyed spiralling down from that tremendous high whilst locked against each other. She fell limp upon the furs, and he just managed to roll alongside her.

Gasping and panting, they both stared up at the ceiling of the tent for a little while until Borika's voice cut through their silence.

“By the First!" she yelled.

“Thanks, you were amazing too," he noted.

“No, I mean... that!" she lifted her hand and pointed downward.

He Lifted his head and saw the particularly lovely sight of Algra and

Frelki locked in a sixty-nine position. Frelki was on top, hungrily lapping at his mate's pussy whilst she returned the favour.

“Mmmm, I'll be right there." Gregory sat up, focusing on the two embracing orcs.

"No," Borika corrected him and he followed the line of where she was pointing to, seeing almost immediately that her attention was in fact on his cock. "That!"

It took him a second to figure out what was so apparently alarming about his tool. It wasn't as if Borika should have been surprised to see it given what they'd just been up to. The Look of confusion about his features brought a sigh from her, and she shook her head.

“Gregory, it's still hard!" She sat up, and reached over to grasp the length to feel it between her fingers.

“Hard as steel!"

"Oh, yeah. The little guy doesn't usually start losing his balance until round five these days." He finished that with a moderately self-conscious Laugh.

“Five times!?"

Algra had clearly heard that outburst, for she rolled herself over to pin Frelki back against the furs and emerge on top. Rising up onto her knees, she parted her lips from her friend's pussy to replace her mouth with her fingers. With her mouth free, she looked over to Borika and flashed a smile Like the cat that ate the canary.