Tellara let her moans be pierced by a cry of joy, and sheer ecstasy as she convulst around her lover's huge, thick digits. Elizabeth's tongue felt delectably textured as it ran across her sensitive sweetpot, and she could do nothing but quiver with pleasure. Her own hand reached towards her breasts as she fondled them frantically, trying to feel good in as many ways as possible as the two druids went at her dripping wet sex. She could have died right there and then, and she would have been ecstatic to meet the reaper after such an orgasm sent her sweet juices spurting to dampine the fur of this new lupine pleasurer, who seemed more than eager to lap it up anyway.<br/><br/>Tellara let her heaving chest fall to the ground, her head side down on the damp earth while she enjoyed the numb sensations of pleasure that radiated from her soft inner passage. Tellara marvelled at Mora's ability to turn someone who by all measure of reason should hate her into a submissive lustful slave to the pleasures she bestowed. It always worked on her after all, and it was one of the many things she loved Mora for. She was too nice to Tellara, and she knew how to make her feel good as well, never requesting a return for her deeds. It made a tear of affection slide down the night elf's face, darkening it's purple hue as Mora drove her fingers incessantly between Tellara's legs, and Elizabeth followed suit with her dextrous, delicious tongue.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>