"’Thaaaaat’s it, my king! Drink! Let this mother’s milk nourish your royal body! Let it prepareth you for sexing of the fields with the seed! Oooh, yes, oh yes!’"
"Mmmmmm!" Iago managed to fight his way free of Ava’s smothering breasts. "A bit heavy-handed with the dialogue. But full points for the enthusiasm. Now then, ahem... oh, milk maid, my scepter stirs once more! For your hills are indeed lush and your valley..." He slid his hand up her inner thigh and pulled her panties aside. The fabric glistened wetly and Iago murmured in surprise at the plentiful nectar upon Ava’s cunt. "Your valley is, um, very well irrigated."
"Oh, yes!" Ava blushed with surprise, remembering that Rorg had given her a very plentiful and very deep cream filling. "Yes, my valley... um, overfloweth for the king."
"Then the king shall dine upon the bounty of your valley!" cried Iago.
Ava’s face reddened and she felt suddenly very self-conscious. Iago caressed her thighs and leaned his face towards her dripping cunt. Ava tried to push him gently away.
"Oh, um, my king, I don’t know if that’s such a good idea to, um, taste where a, um, plow has freshly... ahhhh... ooooOOOOO!!"
Whatever Iago lacked with his pathetic little cock, he more than made up for with his tongue.
He bathed Ava’s cunt with hot, savoring licks. He sucked at the soft folds of her elven cove. He buried his tongue in her gooey depths and slurped shamelessly at her.
She forgot to be embarrassed and grabbed the back of his head, feeling his tongue against her clit.
His tongue tasting deep inside her. His tongue swirling in the hot, dripping flow of nectar and orc spunk oozing from her quim.
"Mmmmmm! Delicious!" moaned Iago. "The taste of your valley... so salty and sweet... as good as any, mmmmmm, valley I have ever tasted. Similar to... mmmmmmm... yes! Oh, yes! To the hills now! Yes! Show them to me!"
He turned her with his hands upon her hips and buried his face in the creamy mounds of Ava’s firm bottom.
He tongued her just as wantonly from behind, lapping at the tight clench of her ass and driving her mad with pleasure. It was a real struggle to stay in character.
"Ohhhh! Gods, yes! This farm... umm... milk maid... the back of my property. Ohhhh... eat my ass! Yes!"
"Nnnnhnnn!" agreed Iago, tonguing fearlessly into her rear passage. Rubbing at Ava’s clit with his thumb and sending her over the edge.
She grabbed the back of his head and held fast, riding back against his face and drenching his fingers in the mingled nectar spilling from her cunt.
"YESSSSS!" she cried, throwing back her head and riding hard against his face and fingers.
Her orgasm was all the more satisfying after the disappointment of his cock.
Her tight ring clenched reflexively against his thrusting tongue.
Her juices poured out and dripped down her thighs. She finally collapsed to her knees, ass up and face down, trembling with aftershocks.
"Mmmmmm! A feast of a woman! Perhaps you are too good for the chorus!" He stood up from his chair, grabbing his stiff prick. "One final test from the king to be sure of your worthiness! The sword must be buried!"
"My ass!" cried Ava, looking back at him. "Oh, my king, I must feel your huge scepter in my naughty milk maid’s derriere!"
"Ha-ha!" Iago laughed and posed ridiculously with his hands on his hips and the little pinkie of his cock sticking out from his groin. "It is good to be the king! Very well, my lovely ingenue! Prepare yourself for this battering ram of pleasure to beat down your back door!"
"Oh, do be gentle, your majesty!" cried Ava, doing her best not to laugh.
"Quiet!" said Iago, smacking Ava’s peachy bottom. "Spread your cheeks now, girl, and prepare for the king’s scepter!"
"Oooooh," crooned Ava, reaching back with both hands and spreading her ass. It was an awkward position with her weight on her tits, shoulders, and face, but spreading wide for him felt very exciting.
"Thaaat’s it, my obedient slut! The king loves tight, pink elf assholes! Prepare to be ruined for any man who cannot match my glorious member!" Iago once more grasped the root of his tiny dick and pressed its thumb-sized tip to Ava’s freshly-licked asshole.
For a moment, but only for a moment, Ava felt a huge cock there.
A massive, ass-wrecker of a member that put even Rorg to shame. She tensed and made an involuntary sound of surprise.
Then, Iago thrust, and whatever magic he was using was gone again as he plunged his sorry little scepter into her tight back passage.
Though Iago lacked girth or length, he made up for it with an associating lack of skill.
He was a terrible lover, sawing frantically into her ass and pawing at her hips like a wild beast.
He made horrible whining sounds of pleasure, as if Ava’s clenching ass was wringing the life from him. His hips beat against her ass and his cock began to twitch.
"Yes! Oh, yes, my king! Your cock is incredible! Destroy my tight, um, milk maid ass!" wailed Ava, giving the performance of a lifetime. She squeezed him with her puckering pink hole and Iago let out a hoarse roar of pleasure.
"That’s it! Bow to your king! Your once and future lord! Ohhhhhhh! Take the seed of a king in your... your luscious elf ass!" He let out a whining cry of pleasure and Ava felt the throbbing of his cock and the hot release of his cum into her tight asshole.
Despite his small size, she did feel a surge of pleasure as he came inside her, rubbing at her clit and taking his load with greatly exaggerated howls of pleasure.
He sagged back and fell into the chair and Ava crawled to him, his seed dripping from her crack as she began to lick his cock clean.
"You’ve... you’ve got the part, my dear," groaned Iago, a smile plastered on his face as Ava once more engulfed Iago’s cock in her eager mouth.
"Mmmm," Ava moaned as she bobbed happily in his lap.
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