Sensing the blind girl's eagerness, Gabrielle became... not lax, but a bit more compliant. She waited for Obscura's tugs at her backside before making her thrusts, letting her feel more in-control despite the thick rod of flesh slowly penetrating her deeper and deeper with each thrust. The magician let out a deep breath of pleasure before twisting herself down with no difficulty (she was a contortionist after all), and taking one of Obscura's nipples between her lips. Her suckling at the stiff bead was gentle at first, but it quickly became more rough with each tug at her hips, each thrust into those warm, snug depths.<br/><br/><span style="color: #000080">"Oh, oui... j'adore, mon cherie, oui! Bon vivant!"</span>Gabrielle squealed out at a particularly deep pump, her hands exploring the other woman feverishly now. She had no idea about the little voyeurs outside... though, if she did, it would likely only enhance the experience. She was a performer by trade, after all.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>