#325971 - Zu’gar wanted to reach up, to grab the little waif’s hips and drag her down, lifting her own body up to ram her entire length into the girl, but commanded to be still she could do little but act as a blessed spectator, her own pleasure and lust driven from fulfilled fantasies coursing through seemingly every nerve ending on her lucky body. Zu'gar, obediently, stepped inside after her master and glanced about, her massive frame blocking out the sunlight through the door, casting a shadow on the inside of the Inn which was quick to fall quiet, all eyes turning on Zu’gar, her master stepping nonchalantly forward through the throngs of people towards the bar. She wiggled her ass a little, getting comfortable, relaxing.