Main Event Wrestling: Iron Breaker Vs Shield
What's he got planned for the old orc now?" shield pressed himself against the orc's body, and let his hands roam everywhere they could. as he was doing this he glared into iron breaker's face, which contorted from the moans and groans.
THE OPERATOR: Platinum Ghost
Much of what the old orc tribes gathered tended to be such – from armour and weapons, to slaves and wives. they were all looted from battle, one way or another. unlike the flamboyant robes though, the shaman's wands were typically orc.
Fall
"it will work, you can be sure of that much." cut in admiral merkatz, the old orc charged with protecting the device. he turned towards me and in a low but clear voice told me.
Day 15 - Group
Thokgrim saw his chance as the beast jumped forward, the darkness of its inside growing before the old orc. olive hands gripped the knives harder, his legs growing tense as he counted the seconds.
Nocturne
That was until an elderly orc in the back started to clap slowly. smiling softly, he said, "by the gods, i haven't seen a human in ages...come closer."
The Orcish Forest Camp
“old orc tradition. you pick out your mate, take ‘em under a full moon, fill ‘em, and keep it inside all night. then they’re all yours.” his hand slid back over my side to grab my butt.
Reforged pt 18
While others may not have been aware of it, orvig himself was a paladin and could see the holy energy fill the weapon as it struck but, even with the massive strength behind the two blows, the old orc warrior remained standing, scarcely even seeming
Markarth Khajiit
"there's also a nice old orc lady up the road around the bend- nice for an orc lady, anyway- she can probably repair your armor, for a small fee." "thank you, miss." zahni said.
Where are my Jewels?
"you reek." spat the elderly orc that time as they stayed by the bed, him slowly getting clothed while the dragonborn lay on his back, still naked. and yes...
Family
Just like that useless wo-" my first collided with his face, sending the old orc crashing down into his old sofa. a bewildered look on his face, soon replaced by a smug smirk. for a moment there was a heavy silence in the room.
Pillaged and Ravaged
"oh, wait 'till your woman gets a look at a big, old orc cock. her legs will be open the moment she sees it." "leave us alone," the lion begged. "please, i'm begging you, leave us alone."
Revelry around the Fire
Everything was clearer, better, down to that old orc gripping him… somehow, the helmet seemed to smile at him. then, the hand retracted, and the traveler was left gasping, grumbling… and aching as he looked at the nord standing up.