Zinta obviously held more stamina than the elf, well she did have the advantage of not being drugged up to her eyeballs. With one hand still wrapped around that juicy thigh the other left, floating down to the soaked nethers of Vintal. Not being light or delicate like before, her fingers near enough attack her senstivie clit. Rubbing, pressing, twisting, doing whatever they could to only add to the elf's pleasure.<br/><br/>Her own body was covered in a thin film of sweat, not only from the exertion but her own mounting pleasure, panting as her own peak became closer and closer, ofcourse the leather toy felt amazing inside of her but the sight, the sounds, even the smell of Vintal was as good a sex toy to her as any other, she wouldn't be long now.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>