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Rendir, with a very large smirk on his face, just rested back as the forsaken now slithered himself from under him, so that he was now in front of the elf, straddling him and planting his face deep into the sin'dorei's copious breastflesh, his hands still hard at work, now groping at what they could of the titanic jug they were laid upon, sinking into the warm, soft flesh, Garret sucking harshly on the massive teat, gulping down the steady stream of milk that trickled from it, unknowing of what was about to come. "Mmmmh, if you keep up I'll...I'll...!" without even being able to finish his warning the elf let out a sharp moan as both massive, throbbing nipples erupted with a cascade of milk, strong enough to force the forsaken back a bit and showering him in it's richness, Garret just grinning wolfishly.

"My my Rendir, you really do make a lot of milk, don't you? I could lay you over my lap and...hmmm, now there's an idea," Garret grinned wickedly as he stood up, heading off into the kitchen and rummaging around for a short while. When he returned he was holding two very large pots, placing them on the ground near the elf and ushering Rendir to his feet. He dragged a stool over and took a seat on it, "Here were are, now, you just lay on my lap and we'll give you the milking you deserve," he licked his lips.

The priest was panting heavily and was very quick to assume his position, laying on his front, draped over the forsaken's legs, feeling his throbbing bulge against his stomach. Garret reached down and slid the pots over so that they rested under each mammoth breast, then firmly took ahold of Rendir's thick, fat nipples in his hands and began pumping them in turn, this met almost immediately with a long moan from the elf.

"You like that, my lil elf? Breasts as impressive as these must ache without an expert hand," he sped things up, his rapid jerking teasing stronger rivers of dairy to empty out into the pots, Rendir groaning in ecstasy. The gaunt male leant in, whispering in the priest's ear, "Yes yes, but worry no longer, now that you've met me, you'll be receiving such treatment daily," he then teasingly licked up the long, pointed ear, Rendir shuddering in delight, unleashing even stronger tides of his thick cream into the pots, which were already over half-full.

"Mmmh, I'll hold you to that, these need almost constant attention, which I'm sure you'll happily provide," the elven male grinned widely, rewarded by the rogue pinching his huge teats harder, Garret working even faster now, his pumping now resembling two handjobs more than milking.

"Oh I'll never let these things out of my sight, Sir Rendir," he licked his lips again as he furiously milked the blood elf who was soon howling in pleasure, those pots finally reaching their capacity and overflowing, Rendir's milk now starting to pour over the room. The priest didn't seem to mind though, too overcome by the sensation, he'd milked himself plenty of times before, but too feel someone else doing it, especially so enthusiastically, it was indescribable.

"Ah, but it would seem we're beginning to make a mess in your lounge, perhaps we should move this into the bedroom," the forsaken grinned as he helped Rendir to his feet, leading him slowly into another room where he happily found a king-sized bed. He led the elf over to it and guided him down onto it, Rendir laying on his back and looking up at the other man who quickly straddled him once again, moving in and in an instant he'd buried his entire head between those colossal mounds that were Rendir's chest, moaning out in delight as he felt the warmth, the softness, and just the feeling of such massive globes pressing against both sides of his head. He reached up and was milking Rendir in moments, it didn't take long before long ropes of particularly-thick cream were shooting high in the air, before landing messily over them both, not even resembling milk anymore, but something else entirely.

"Mmmphhpnhrrrmmph," was all Rendir could make out from the forsaken's words as he was muffled by the gargantuan 'landmasses', though it must have been something good as his hands went into overdrive, his long, thin fingers curling around the extraordinarily-thick teats, digging slightly into them as he stroked them frantically. He then finally pulled his head back, looking over those heaving globes, then at Rendir's face, smirking devilishly, "As stunning as they are, I think could use a 'fresh coat of paint', what do you think?".

Rendir quickly got at what the man was implying, nodding slowly, "I think they'd look great with one, though they'd need a -lot- of...'paint'," he bit his lower lip and grinned.

"Thankfully for you I brought more than enough," Garret reached down, fiddling with the buttons of the pants, one by one they opened, slowly revealing something thick and throbbing. As the last button was released, the forsaken reached in and fished out the beast, his two-foot-long pillar of meat slapping down over the elf's stomach and resting on top of his bountiful bosom. "And lucky for you, it's just about ready to blow," he groaned as he leant back so it was pointed right at those giant mountains, Garret using both hands to pump his monstrous manhood which was already throbbing painfully quickly, Rendir could only brace himself for the oncoming shower.

"Here it...comes...nnnngh!" Garret threw his head back and let out a loud groan as he fired his load straight at those glorious melons, wave after wave of ultra-thick cum splattered over them. He continued his rapid pumping all the while though, making sure every last drop of batter coated those immense jugs, and he certainly lasted quite some time; every time the forsaken's load would begin to die down, he'd speed up and it would strengthen again. Eventually the blood elf just snapped his fingers, sending a jolt of holy energies down that colossal shaft and into Garret's balls, causing the rogue to almost growl as one, long, continuous geyser of seed sprayed out for at least ten seconds, at first finishing up covering those breasts, before he raised the monolithic meatpole just enough so his cannon was pointed right at the elf's face, the last few seconds of cum drenching the elf's smooth features along with his hair too.

Finally coming down his high, Garret peered down at Rendir who was quite the sight, his entire top-half was covered in the forsaken's thick, potent seed. Naturally this left the rogue with a proud smirk on his lips as he climbed off of the elf, "Myes, I'm very happy I chanced upon you in that tavern, Sir Rendir, I can see a long and intimate relationship blossoming between us," he began to head back into the lounge, "Now, all that has left me rather thirsty, I think I'll fetch myself a drink of milk," he looked back over his shoulder at the priest, grinning widely.