When a dwarf’s lust meets a madam’s cunning, gold isn’t the only thing changing hands in the brothel tonight.
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“Norud Smeltrock, open this door immediately!”
Norud ignored the knocking and the voice, thrusting his cock back into the willing cunt beneath him. The woman gave a soft groan, worn out by his relentless fucking. He paid no attention as the door to the room opened and someone stepped inside.
“Get off the girl Norud, can’t you see you’ve worn her out?” The woman’s voice was sharp, reprimanding him. Norad rolled over to look at the intruder and the girl moaned incoherently.
“Ye promise satisfaction.” He snarled. “Does it look like I’m satisfied?” He gestured to his still hard prick.
The woman, an older lady though well maintained, glanced down at the thick hard shaft of his cock apparently unphased by what she saw. Clearly little surprised her in her role as the madam of the establishment…
