<i>YES!</i>That blind, animal flailing from her as she finally succumbed, her movements reduced to a body-wide twitch for several long moments before she continued to thrash weakly, seeking escape from the sensations coursing along her nerves through her like lightening through copper wire. Her breathing came out as a rapid series of muted cries, every resistance shattered, every modicum of thought dashed to pieces in an eruption of molten joy.<br/><i> Looks like I win</i>, the blood elf gloated, his thoughts elusive and mercurial while he drifted through the endorphin haze himself.<i> Now, to just slide…o…ou….out!</i><br/><br/>Like hammer striking anvil in perfect rhythm one of his thrusts forward coincided with a shudder and a weak whimper from the orcess, and that was it. His mental cry of denial was severed only partially formed by the scything blade of white-hot inchoate rapture that followed, a single heaving breath his last for a full half minute as he stood there, trembling, a white-knuckled grip on the orc rogue’s rump, eyes snapped shut and mouth fixed open in a silent scream. Her timid pushes back and sighing murmurs made him feel like she were milking his shaft for every sticky drop, even that small a movement creating loud sucking noises while his shaft was set adrift in the warm sea of their co-mingled fluids.<br/><br/>Finally, weakly, the sin’dorei straightened, the ability to think and breath returning to him, as well as the desire to no longer be beholden to her body’s siren embrace, to reassert himself as the victor and dominator. He began to push away from her oozing vagina, legs locked rigid lest they give out beneath him. Hopefully she would be too eager to be rid of him to think to push back yet again….<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>