The steamy waters did little to cool the priestess' ardor especially when Ife took a firm grip of her rounded bottom. Every touch only served to make her responses more eager in a perpetual gain of lust. Hips rocked, grinding against the Draenei's tight stomach and Tamaska whined her need into the other woman's mouth. It was not fair that all of her sexual partners were so good at driving her pleasure higher. She craved release but it was only when the others allowed that she could find it. The thought resurfaced that Bahiyya and Emberspike must have done something to her. She had not been like this before meeting them but now she lived for the intimate and even rough touches. There had to be some demonic influence there; it only made sense after all.<br/><br/>Hot, wet kisses along her slender neck, right at along her pulse point, brought Tamaska back to the present with a soft, whimpered moan. Ife had the power to rival Emberspike, she had no doubt, but she was so gentle that Tamaska found it hard to cope. The attentiveness and gentle care taken to make sure that the troll's pleasure rose made her writhe uncontrollably. It was different than the hard force of Emberspike and the men she had serviced on the airship. There was no pressure for her to perform, only a constant rising in the pleasure that she received. The closeness of the gorgeous woman and the sensual kisses and licks left Tamaska dizzy and needy but also very relaxed. She was putty in Ife's cradling grasp and she murmured half-articulate encouragement. The kisses placed around, but not on her taut, throbbing nipple made her jump a little and squirm to try and entice the Draenei to stop the delicious teasing.<br/><br/>A part of her wanted to grab Ife's horns and steer her head down to the aching peak of her breast but that would ruin the pleasure she felt and besides, her body was so relaxed that it did not seem to respond to her anymore. Ife was not trying to torment her though and in her own time she let her tongue tease the hardened nub of tender flesh. It was like electricity had arced through her and Tamaska jerked and shook. It was the gentlest treatment that her nipple had ever received and it was all the more pleasurable before it. Tamaska's head lolled back and she sighed in enjoyment of her most recent lover's actions. Another idle thought rolled around her head. Would she ever achieve that level of skill? As it stood she was good at following orders but for the most part she had simply been on the receiving end. The thought of instigating any sort of intimacy made her blush even as Ife's constant touch forced another moan from her.<br/><br/>She was distracted again by the sight of Sterre oiling her skin. Her breasts seemed to glow and Tamaska bit her lip. It was a beautiful sight as was the sight of Ife enjoying the priestess' breasts. This was going to be a good time, she had no doubt.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>