Commission 35

The young Draenei eased the hunter on his back, stroking his hardened chest and feeling over his rippling abs. Hovering her wet entrance just above his tip, she looked back with a soft smile, “Welcome to Draenor, stranger. “ she cooed as she lowered herself down his impressive length. She couldn’t help but let herself moan as she felt every inch penetrate her. Once her bottom was pressed firmly against him, she tightened her hold of his girth and gave another playful grin. Rocking her hips and grinding against his body until she squeezed every drop of his seed from him.