The fucking that left her satisfied and slick with sweat, also left her to catch her breath. Lailithe resting her head down on the Tauren's for the moment and let his cock linger inside of her, as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Once again, the feeling of his seed mingling with her own juices was almost too satisfying, and the warmth dripping down her legs and onto her current mate made her wonder if he felt the same pleasure in such a lewd and erotic occurrence. No longer wheeling from the motion and pleasure, she had time to process the voice that echoed in her head.<br/><br/>Lailithe took a glance over at the nearby beam and looked over the well-preserved Forsaken with a hint of curiosity. No doubt the Tauren could be all of the satisfaction she ever needed for the evening, but in a place like this it was better to sample every flavor instead of having her fill on one. The prospect of tasting the void didn't necessarily entice her, but embracing the atmosphere and making a slut of herself for the night certainly did. With heavy reluctance she lifted herself from the Tauren's cock and stood before him with a sly smile.<br/><br/>That same smile drifted to the Forsaken who had been staring the two down, and if her intentions were not clear from the expression, it would be when she bent over before the tauren and began licking his shaft clean of their intermingled fruits of labor-- leaving her ass in the air and completely exposed to whoever would claim it next. Like a good girl, she swallowed and lapped up Molakatar's cock until it was clean, and then some.<span style="color: #ff4da6">"Mmmn, I'm going to give someone else a turn. I'll keep you in the mood until you can do the same, my big bull."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>