Rayner was growing hungry now, more and more hungry. This wasn't turning out so effectively as he'd hoped, after what she'd done to him, but he let it go a moment, playing and looking for her reactions as Celeste enjoyed in a much quieter manner. Yes, and squirming, and shifting- moving to kiss Tellus. Delicious. Why had she ever stopped doing that? He didn't know. He should make her just continue to do so, on and on. The thought of two women moving against each other so sexually had always been seductive, but he'd never drooled over just the thought like most men, it seemed he'd rather have one of them on him. But they had changed his tune at least a bit. It was utterly mouthwatering to watch, and his shaft throbbed hard and full even without the magical help.<br/><br/>Yeah, soon. Soon he'd start fucking the daylights out of her.<br/><br/>But for now, Rayner let Celeste settle into the kiss just long enough to start to get comfortable with the anal, and stopped, pushing his shoulders at the thighs thrown over them and moved his head yet again. But he went quickly. He didn't want to give Celeste too much warning.<br/><br/>Just as suddenly as he'd stopped before Rayner moved a hand, fingers soaked in her juices, and shoved two fingertips against Celeste's ass, slowly forcing their way in, while three were much less gentle about her pussy, pressing in deep and twisting as he pressed the skin up with his thumb. It was a handful, tying all his digits up so, but he still managed to do it and clear enough space to put his lips down. And just like that, Rayner was back to sucking on her clit all over again. And if Celeste flailed too hard he'd shift her body as he did, in control now that she had her hips thrown over his shoulders, to keep her head near Tellus. Let her kiss the woman and moan down into her throat while he built her up rapidly again right near where she'd been, and each time she made the sounds and tensions of nearly peaking, slow down drastically and ease up, teasing her to think he'd stop again like before, two, three, four times before Rayner would finally carry all the way through. He wanted to run Celeste ragged, and see her still making that hungry, commanding face best she could through a high of pleasure so extreme it might as well have been substance induced.