Nisha  was a breathless mess. The tiefling’s chest heaved and with it her breasts did as well, creating a show of jiggling pristine white flesh coated in seed that Tyl’ra was sure to enjoy. The tiefling still felt so hot despite her relase, so desperate for any further contact with Tyl’ra. A bonfire of arousal had been kindled within the woman’s stomach and it was far from quenched, merely subdued for the moment. It took her a long moment to catch her breath as she looked up at what she felt was her desert goddess at this point, eyes half lidded and brain still fuzzy from pleasure. Her hands continued to toy with the elf’s small, perky breasts for a few moments. Her nails lightly traced the sensitive araela in lazy circles before she gave them one final squeeze and let her hands fall down and settle on her lover’s slender hips.<br/><br/>Nisha was vaguely aware of the sound of Tyl’ra speaking as she tried to squirm and settle into a more comfortable position. The tieflings tail was still pinned beneath her body weight and the grinding of Tyl’ras hips was definitely havint quite the effect on her sensitive shaft, blood could be felt rushing to it once more as it grew again against Tyl’ras thinly covered mound. It throbbed and pulsed, slick with Nisha’s semen against the letter and each pass of slick leather against the sensitive skin caused the foreskin to roll over the crown of it in ways that left the tiefling crooning under Tyl’ra still.<br/><br/>“You surely do learn quick...” She manages to pant after Tyl’ra confirms she enjoyed the show. The seed felt hot and sticky against her skin and the rising pleasure radiating from her groin as the elf continued to write made her squeeze the slender hips of her goddess all the more tightly. That was until Tyl’ra offered the semen covered finger to her, obsian eyes locking on the off-white liquid coating the slender dusky skinned digit. An idea formed in the back of Nisha’s mind, an idea that would earn her discipline or yet kindle the fire of arousal further between them. She hoped it was both, honestly. A mischevious and sultry smile was all she gave the elf before she leaned forward and took the slender digit between her plump , off-pink lips. Slowly they traverse the digit, taking it to the very last knuckle in one smooth , sensual motion that was equal parts skill and talent. Her head bobs and neck flexes and the taste of her own semen on the woman’s digit only makes Nisha groan against it in delight. Savoring the own slightly salty taste of herself against the woman’s flesh she pulls back just as sensually, tongue swirling around the tip of Tyl’ras finger before she pulls back, flicking at her nail cheekily before she opens her mouth to show the desert wanderer the semen collected on her tongue.<br/><br/>While she did this the demonspawn’s own hands left the Athasian’s hips and wandered back over her own pale, smooth body. The seed was still wet and very warm under her fingers and as they traversed upwards she tried to collect all she could until her hands reached the prominent swell of her bountiful chest. Her middle fingers played across the underseam of her breasts there, collecting what she could before she brought her sticky, cum coated fingers to her still open mouth and without hesitation made a sensual show of cleaning each and every digit of the viscous off-white fluid. When finally done and her mouth full of cum she looks up at Tyl’ra once more and sticks her tongue out, showing off the pool of ropey , gooey seed on her tongue before returning it to her mouth once more and with some very real effort makes an extremely false but convincing show of swallowing  the load as she worked to hide the mess under her tongue, opening her mouth once more and  smiling afterward when she closed it again. Afterward however she beckoned Tyl’ra in for a kiss, hoping the elf was a little too flustered and lust-addled to think about the possible mouth-full she was about to get in turn.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>