“In my village, when someone is emotionally distressed, it’s customary to give them a hug. I thought that might comfort you.”The girl whirled ro...und and I felt something sharp pressing just below my ribs, but I didn’t look to see what it was because the girl’s hood had flipped up and I saw her face for the first time.“You’re ... you’re an orc!” I stammered, on seeing the pig-like snout and the two vestigial tusks protruding half an inch upwards from just above her upper lip.“And you’re a human. No. No. You’ve had too much to drink. “No I ain’t, he said. “You’re too young for me. “No I ain’t, he said. “Look I really have to get some sleep. Besides, I said, What if my brother wakes up? “He won’t, Skip said. He’s passed out. “I was about to say something else when I felt him reach under the covers. He was rubbing my tits through my nightshirt. “What are you doing?, I said, and now I know I really sounded ticked. “I want to get it with you, was his reply to that. “No, no, no, I told. This one looked reluctant but complied, taking a drink and then lowering the cup, sputtering and hacking. Chaka laughed, slamming the table again with her clenched fist.“You see? That was the reaction I expected! Don’t tell me you little monkeys can drink a Borealan under the table.”“Is that a challenge?” he asked. Chaka seemed taken aback for a moment, but then her lips curled into a smile, and she picked up her wooden mug in her clawed hand.“Yes, yes it is.” She lifted the mug to her lips and. Releasing her hand and placing my hand on the back of her head, with my free hand I stroked my twitching cock a few times. I then guided her slowly towards my glistening tip. She felt my soft mushroom head touch her lips. Holding my shaft steady, my body convulsed when her tongue slipped from between her lips and flicked across my precum covered head. She moaned as much as I had when she finally got to taste me. This perfect woman kept surprising me. She needed no encouragement. Swirling her.