Mora felt herself being taken over by the immense pleasure of her own ministrations on her friend. And upon seeing the writhing and rubbing body of Tellara, with eyes that begged for more she could not stop herself but give into her begging pleads. Her tail stroked her legs up to her bum as she tickled her way between her butcheeks, stroking and pressing her furry limp against her little rosebutton. At the same time she pushed her long tongue inside of her little cunnie, rubbing the rough texture of it against her taut walls, her cold wet nose sliding up and down over her exposed and sensitive little clit. In her mind she wished she could do more, go deeper and harder, but al she could was try and pleasure her dear friend as much as possible, blocking out the dizzyness that was caused by her sweetest smell.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>