<4> Vrok gasped and groaned huskily as powerful pleasure threatened to overwhelm his senses. Her tight quim clung to his girthy cock for dear life, its grip warm, wet, and pulsing with life like his own. Training had consumed his life even throughout his maturation, and as such this was the first time he'd ever had experienced something so intimate with a female... and he found himself enthralled with every moment of it. Lorkana's struggles beneath him forced him to jerk his hips sharply downward again, drawing a meager inch of his cock out before shoving it right back inside her aching depths, likewise pushing her head right back into the dirt. The hand on her hip reeled back to land a sharp, commanding smack upon her impressive ass, while the hand on her head dug sharply into her dirt-streaked ponytail. The powerful instinct to mate drove the eager male ever onward, and suddenly his body fell into a series of powerful, albeit inexperienced, thrusts in and out of his mentor's incredible tightness. Among Lorkana's grunts and groans, husky moans began to leak forth as a result of Vrok's thrusting. Her grip had no leverage upon his ass any longer, forcing her to helplessly claw at the ground beneath with both hands to keep herself from shuffling forward from Vrok's rapid pushing. In her youth, the seductive female had discovered her desires with males her age, but upon realizing her love for teaching she'd abandoned that lifestyle, instead devoting herself to her students entirely. She had never intended for this to happen with one of her grown students, but there was most certainly something about the adult Vrok that had caught her eye... and she was far from disappointed. Her entire body rocked with each thrust as she arched her ass upward each time to meet his downward pushes. In another attempt to regain leverage, both arms flexed as she attempted to push her upper body aloft despite the hand on her head. To her surprise, however, Vrok had other plans. He could feel her desire to move, and without warning he tensed his grip on her ponytail and suddenly yanked her hair hard enough to pull her upper body with it. The gesture was accompanied by a particularly powerful thrust, the male orc almost showing off the beautiful prize he had impaled on his cock to the empty Durotar landscape around them. Her heavy breasts bounced sharply with the first pull, and each following thrust sent them rippling much like the plush cheeks of her toned ass. Lorkana quickly brought her arms back underneath herself... but Vrok was holding her too high to touch the ground any longer. That pull was far from painless, but with that sharp pain came another wave of white-hot pleasure. Her desire to fight him had not abated, but in her current state she simply had no alternatives. One of her slender-fingered hands slipped between her legs as she began to rapidly stroke her own clit, while the other latched onto her right nipple to tug [i]hard[/i] on it, bouncing her breast all the harder as Vrok mercilessly ravaged her dripping quim. Despite the intense roughness, only grunts and moans of pure pleasure left Lorkana's lips. Vrok was no different as he took her for everything he had. His heavy balls smacked wetly against her fur-covered quim, adding to the intensity of her own touch. He had no doubt she was loving every moment of it, and that knowledge merely spurred him to grow even rougher with his heavy-handed thrusts. Another yank on her ponytail jerked her even further upright, while yet another brought her upper body vertical to smack hard against his powerful chest. Only then did he relinquish his grip on her hair, one thick finger instead pushing into her open mouth, pulling her head to one side like a fish on a hook. Lorkana gasped and groaned at every touch, her eye meeting his as he turned her head toward him. Her lips clamped down on his finger to suckle only briefly before he withdrew his hand, allowing her to much more forcefully mash her lips to his own, kissing her beloved student long and deep. Their long teeth clicked together as her body rocked back against his... though the wheels in her mind struggled through the haze-inducing pleasure to form a new plan of attack. The sudden kiss was far more intense than Vrok had anticipated, and the sheer warmth and pleasure began to heavily overwhelm his sensibilities. His thrusts were no less vigorous, but his free arm threw itself around her neck in her upright pose, locking her to him as he frantically bounced his hips against her perfect ass. He could feel a strange, wonderfully intense pleasure begin to form within his nectar-soaked balls, and while he'd had some familiarity with it on his own, the added touch of the beautiful Lorkana amplified the sensations tenfold. The ever-cunning teacher, Lorkana could feel Vrok's body soften a bit as he began to grow closer to his climax. The orcess already had to fight back her own climax to keep from losing her edge, but that move was about to pay off. The second she felt his arm weaken, Lorkana flung her body forward and into the dirt, taking Vrok with her as she suddenly rolled his weakened form over to lay atop him on her back, his cock still deeply embedded within her quim. A triumphant cry escaped her as she overpowered his grip on her neck, rocking herself upright and grasping both of his wrists with her own hands, pinning them to either side of him. A quick shift had brought her into a crouch atop his lap, her voluminous ass now practically staring him in the face as she kept herself seated upon his cock. Her head tilted to one side to smirk back down at Vrok. "My turn," she gasped as she teasingly rocked her hips in a slow, calculated circle, forcing his cock to trace every ripple of her insides without being able to thrust.