Game RP The Off Season of Adventuring.

"We're in a brothel Grom, i was thinking...atleast for now, that you work as a prostitute. Maybe when we get some more costumers and workers in, if you're not feeling it at more, you can change it up and be security?" She said as she sat at the table, gesturing to get a ale sent over to the table.
 
As he towered over her , her face flinching gently at the slap of the meaty tool, her lips parting a little. "Mm-if I'm the client- you need to be reciprocal- not aggressive unless you're giving the option." She said as she pushed on his cock with the side of her gaunleted fist. "You-are the worker, hm?" She coached to try to...keep him from making too aggressive a move. She shifted, pushing out her tongue to flick a link over his tip briefly.
 
As he unsheathed her from her armor, she sapped his hands as they neared flowers of the breast plate. She reached herself to unclip them from a small chain, the wreath of red roses sliding away for her to set aside. The orc could see onto her cleave now, her armor parted with her easily.
 
As he ran a finger between the warriors legs, stroking her clit, she looked sound subtly, her face burning hotter abd hotter as she saw some people looking about and watching. She felt the urge to hide herself bubble up, but she steeled herself. She wasn't that shy of her body, she worked hard, and it showed. She moaned as Grom touched her again, making her focus on the moment.
 

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