“Oh!” I said, “how happy I shall be to call you my mamma, and I will love you as if you were it, it is so good of you to allow me to do so. This...half-year has been the first time in my life that I ever was separated from my mother — and, although my dear aunt is as kind as possible to me, still I can’t call her mamma. My guardian won’t allow me to go home for the Christmas holidays, but now I shall have a dear, kind new mamma to make me happy.” Here I again raised my lips for an embrace, which. “Well before you throw me out he did say there would be a cold beer waiting for me in the fridge and I could really do with one.” She glanced at the fridge freezer standing in the corner. Yes, there were beers in there that he had bought just before he went off. She went and took a can and handed it over to him. He said nothing as he pulled back the tab and lifted it to his lips. She watched as he gulped down almost the whole contents. “That is good.” He exclaimed. “You don’t know how long I. ... "What the hell do you think you're doing whore?" She again opened her mouth to speak, but he continued on as if he didn't want to hear her answer. "Do you always come to the bar dressed in next to nothing? Dancing like a whore, shaking your ass and tits and teasing the boys? Do you know how many of them are thinking of ways to violate your every hole?" This angered her....she knew that she should've worn a bra, but felt she looked better in the tank top without it. Still, what right. The redheaded Halfling's belly was undulating as her head fell back and her eyes rolled into the back of her skull, a near constant orgasm overwhelming her as her lover's teeth bit into her dark green lip and broke the skin, causing pale pink blood to drip down her chin as the cock shaft protruding from the top of her vulva grew in girth and began pulsing rythmically in orgasm, the Halfling's vaginal cavity expanding as burst after burst of cum flooded her womb, the Orc's legs finally giving in.