Strand's voice rumbled through the wall as Olivia began. He imagined the Elf's hands gliding up and down his oiled shaft. He heard the familiar sounds of the oil squirting between her fingers. With his brow set to the wall, he began to moan deeply and richly. His hands slid up the plaster, then his fingers extended and his palms began to shake. "Like that, that's it. Just like that. I'm close... Bring me down again." He ordered. He didn't want to finish too soon, he didn't want this to be over with in a fleeting moment.<br/><br/>On the other side of the wall his shaft was rock hard and glowing in the ill light of the closet. The veins that travelled up his length practically hummed with blood. He was raging and pleasured, so lustful that he began to roll his ebony hips powerfully against the wall. His manhood pumped into Olivia's mouth loudly. It hit her gag reflex and caused her to choke. Saliva spilt over from her mouth obscenely and her eyes wrinkled at the edges. "Yeah..." He heard how she was struggling, but admired how she kept it up just to pleasure him. She glanced sideways at Alessi, her mascara running down her cheeks and her chin now running with drool onto her open-topped cleavage. She gestured at her jaw, indicating it was getting sore, and then she pulled off've the penis with an almighty gasp. Panting like a dog. Her lips were connected with strands of saliva and pre-cum, her skin was sweating profusely and her body was hot. If Alessi looked closely, she'd see Olivia actually had one hand in her trousers now. She was squatting on her heels before the impressive manhood, thoroughly working her own body towards pleasure. Her lips smacked against the side of the rock hard penis and she groaned as she licked the slit of the tip furtively to keep it hard and sensitive, one oily hand jerking the base.<br/><br/>She looked towards Alessi with her lips parted and her body on fire. Her eyes read her emotions clearly. Did the Elf want to join in?