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The Trolless stops humping and stands up, humming again. Chloni’s gut freezes. The Trolless’ hair swings against her ass as she stands up and walks over to a bunch of bottles, leaving her goo upon the overturned stool.
“Probably just getting some shampoo or soap or something.” Chloni reassures herself.
The troll coos “Lari is going ta love dis” she reaches at things out of Chloni’s sight. Metal can be heard clanging
The troll’s voice is almost melodic, unheard of for her kind. She sounds so much younger than the trolls Chloni has met to this point. The Gnome can only make out her shoulders moving.
Chloni realizes her carefully kept hair has now come completely down, like the trolls. Water is leaking down her hair onto her hard body. She also realizes she has one hand on her clit and is rubbing it. “When I get back to Ironforge the first thing I’m doing is making myself a metal cock. I’m going to put it on my mechanostrider and ride around without a codpeice on (In armor, the peice of metal which covers the crotch). That seems to be the only thing that will satisfy me. Or, I am going to cut my hands off. Maybe then I won’t run into these situations. Though if I do that, I can’t hold a sword. Oh sprockets damn it, I’m going to kill whoever decided to turn that into yet another phallic symbol.” Chloni’s knees bend again “nnnf..” she keeps stroking her vagina and moves off the faucet slightly.
The troll‘s body completely tenses up and her hips thrust forward. She lets out an “UNF” snapping Chloni’s attention back to her. A small tendril of blood mixes with the water and runs down her legs. The snap movement reminds the gnome of pain more than an orgasm.
The troll then backs up slightly and bends over, resting her breasts on her previous work area, putting her at a ninty-degree angle or a perfect position to be mounted and also giving Chloni a first hand viewing of her sex.
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