It was eerily quiet, and that sort of environment leant itself to tactical complications. “Human good for other thing, too,” grunted the unfamiliar cadence of what might as well have been the first member of a third dozen orc dicks she had been passed between. XXX The tacky paste rushing down her well-used tube came in spurts, and slid all the way down into her belly where she could feel it pooling. Feralas was a secluded rainforest tucked away in southern Kalimdor and surrounded by ringed mountain ranges. Crunch-crunch. The brutes were upon her quickly, springing out of the treeline and cresting nearby hills with speed and coordination that was unlike anything Zahrine had experienced. She felt a pair of leathery, clawed hands squeeze onto one of her greaves, and then
