Emma continued doing what she was doing...noticing the moving of Syrisa's hips...how she wanted the fingers in her front, but didn't want the back. And then, with a shiver, started to move back into the position she was in before...wanting both. And the tone of her voice, and the looks she gave when the warrior looked up at her. It was all like she was begging for anything that the Amazon could and, or, would do. She wanted to experience it all...and who was she to deny her?<br/><br/>With almost a realitive ease, she had inserted three fingers into the redheaded mageling's mound. With the back way, she had shifted her hand so her pinkie went inside. It was narrow and one of the shortest fingers, so she figured it would go easy with the inexperienced tunnel. And she had to admit, feeling both holes squeezing down on her felt amazing.<br/><br/>This made the warrior nibble gently on the other's nipple and lap at the sensitive nub more furiously. She was fighting to get a taste of Syrisa's pleasure and to feel her writhe underneath her...to make her reach the height of pleasure.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>