Drapht

Once again you find yourself at the Dragon's Den, an inn and tavern that's really been picking up steam lately, becoming more and more popular by the day. The food is good, the drinks are cold, and while you've never stayed there overnight, you've heard good things about the rooms, too. All of this is tied together by the Innkeeper, Drapht. A large Dragonborn with a larger personality, who seems to remember most of his customers by name. Although... where is he? Things have slowed down considerably for the night, so the other employees have taken over, but where has he disappeared off to? Getting up from your seat at the bar, and head towards one of the back rooms, which has had their door slightly ajar. There's no sign on the door, so you slowly head inside. The temperature of the room is much higher in here, as if you'd stepped into a humid summer day. It appears this is some kind of storage area, with many pieces of equipment lining tall shelves. A wet noise grabs your attention, and you peer around the corner, looking for the source. There, you find Drapht, his girthy, 11 cock in hand, pumping the precum soaked length furiously as he stands near a bucket. With a grunt, his knees shake as a torrent of thick, creamy cum pours out of his cock in a near constant stream, most of it missing the bucket he's standing over. After nearly a minute, the stream slows to spurts, then dribbles. Even so, his cock remains rock hard, as he continues to pump his length. "Come on... I know there's more in there..." He pants out, leaning on the wall for support as he makes his way to another orgasm.