His knee knocking caused Mikaga brief pause, the fear that he was attempting to break down the wall irrationally entering her mind. Where would she go? She would be smashed entirely. His sack entirely within her mouth as she considered the latter, already treating her duty as second nature. The veins within her neck began to rise slightly, indicative of the tightness of her collar.<br/><br/>As the Sin'dorei began to gain circulation, her mouth too began to venture closer to the captivating meat. Lips first brushing along the underside, making long and slow repeating motions. Her tongue occasionally searching his cock-head for any pre cum. The salty mixture pervading her mind should she find it. His musk, while not as strong as her master's scent, still carried within it's own sort of intoxication.<br/><br/>Her tusks soon began to glide along her frequent trips across the length of his cock. Never quite taking him within her mouth just yet. The hand gripping the belt around her neck soon tied the item to a loose strap about her thigh. Freeing that hand to cajole the weight of the man's sack, controlling the tightness of the belt now simply by adjusting the position of her leg.<br/><br/>Her mouth moved away, finally, from the length of his cock. Hovering open enches from his tip. Hot, sweet breath rolling from her mouth to warm his dick. Whilst one of her hands continued to squeeze and knead his balls, the other dug between the leather mass which hid her center. Short green fingers moving between her soaked inner thighs to toy against her quivering cunt lips. Her leg straightening as she cut air flow off entirely. The belt leaving an impression upon her throat as she pushed her head immediately forward. Taking the Sin'dorei's ever growing fat cock deep into the back of her throat  as her lips grazed against the wall seperating them. Careful not to puncture his skin with a poorly placed tusk. She kept him so deep within, having been well trained to hold her breath.<br/><br/>Soon she begins to work the muscles of her throat. Squeezing, milking against his cock. In fact, through her thin neck could the man feel the constriction of the belt. The tightness influencing her muscles to contract along his engorgement in the same rhythm as her self pleasing hand and rocking leg.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>