<3> "Mmmmmm..." she murmured and glanced at him again, this time giving her hand a slight wave. The thin yellow string that had sunken between her cheeks suddenly vanished into thin air, as did the triangular bottoms she'd been wearing. "Not anymore," she assured him, laughing once again. "How about yourself back there?" It took all of Kel's willpower not to grab hold of her voluminous cheeks, but something told him that she probably wouldn't have minded anyway. Still he tried his best to keep respectful, even as he felt his heated shaft come to rest along the well-hidden pucker and treasure that her rump yet concealed. "Fantastic," he breathed, clearly biting back a delighted groan. "You're really quite beautiful." Despite being dead, she must've had some blood left for her to continuously blush at his words. "I'm glad you like it. I was born with that back there, you know. Was too big for most men in life, but the ones who could handle it... well, they're all probably dead now anyway." Again she began to shift her hips, this time purposely wobbling the cheeks of her ass back and forth along his lengthy tool, prompting a thick gob of precum to slick her canyon of an ass. "Well I'd say it suits you," he added honestly with a smile, trying hard not to visibly quake with delight. "And if I may say... your, uh, other assets match it quite nicely." This seemed to bring some genuine cheer to her sunken cheeks. "You like them?" she asked in earnest. "I always wanted these before I died. Honestly I was... kinda sorta flat as a board before. Then after a stint with Sylvanas' army to make some extra gold, I was able to get myself some back-alley stitching, and boom: milk jugs." Her upper body lifted just a bit to readjust said milk jugs beneath her before adding, "Oh, and don't drink the [i]whole[/i] vial, honey. Just a little sip will do. Save some for later." Kel had nearly forgotten about the open vial in one hand. His green eyes inspected it one last time before doing as she asked, taking a quick little sip from the bottle. "Mmh, not bad. Grape." "My favorite," she added, again lifting her hips up just a bit more. "Now, give 'em a goooood squeeze." Within moments of imbibing the potion, Kel felt an intense well of pleasurable pressure take hold of his lengthy cock, tightening at its base and beginning to work its way up his shaft, not unlike the sensation of an orgasm. His body suddenly lurched forward uncontrollably, and instantly both of his hands latched onto her ass to keep himself aloft. The softness of her gray-colored buns seemed to intensify by the second. Without thinking, his hands suddenly squeezed tight to her assets, squishing them to either side of his cock as powerfully as he could. His hips bucked forward only a single time, and a gruff, brutish grunt leapt from his lips, his cockhead just barely poking from between her pillows as an impressively large shot of hot cum erupted from it to splatter over her naked back. It took all of Kel's might to keep from falling atop her as shot after shot practically coated the forsaken's bare skin, and just as it had started, the climactic pleasure abated. "Wha...?" Margaret moaned softly as she felt him cum on her back, purring with another moan as she looked back at the impressive load the potion had brought from within him. "Perfect," she assured him. "That should be more than enough, honey. Would you mind rubbing it in, too?" Kel couldn't believe his ears. "You want me to... really?" "Mhmm, it's not just regular ol' cum. The potion condensed and multiplied it into protective salve. Keeps the skin silky smooth. It's a lot more fun to make it this way, and a lot easier, but oftentimes I have to [i]pay[/i] males just to have me jerk them off with the potion. Pain in the ass." The orc's mind went blurry with the sheer volume of questions he was amassing for her. Unlike usual, the scent of his own cum wasn't particularly unpleasant. If anything, it sort of had a sunscreen-esque smell, and he found he had no qualms with putting his hands right in it and massaging it into Margaret's back and ass. "And I'm doing it for free, hmm?" he added, though his gruff tone of voice was far more teasing than serious. "Mmmmmmmmh, keep it up and I just might put you on my payroll for repeat services," she practically purred, her words followed with a soft moan of pleasure. Again she couldn't resist wobbling her cum-covered ass against his cock, though the stickiness slowly faded as the magical cum imbued her skin with renewed softness. Kel chuckled softly, his fingers digging firmly into her well-kept, gray skin. She was colder to the touch than a usual blooded woman, but it was actually quite nice to feel under the warm sun. His cock remained no less hard as he worked his hands all over her backside, and truthfully it felt as if he could almost go again right off the bat. "I just might take you up on that," he rumbled, smiling as he relaxed himself a bit more in Margaret's presence. "Admittedly I find it difficult to believe you have no mate to do this for you." "Well, other forsaken clearly can't," she returned. "They might be able to [i]cum[/i], sure, but those swimmers are dead on arrival. Need some life in 'em to bring some life back to me, see?" As the last drops of his cum seemed to disappear, Margaret waved one hand in the air. "Up a bit, please?" she asked, allowing Kel to pry his cock from her ass as she rolled gracefully onto her back, her heavy-looking tits sloshing to and fro, apparently filled with... something. "Care to do my front, big boy?"