Nymiri just wanted to keep worshipping the porcelain-skinned goddess before her. There was such softness to her skin that the addled night elf worried that she might leave a bruise if she kissed it too hard. There was just so much she wanted to do but Iseniel stepped away. The enslaved priestess pouted adorably at losing her connection to the object of her adoration but when the warlock turned to face her she could only stare in quickly growing lust.<br/><br/>Her eyes hungrily raked over Iseniel's naked form, licking her lips at the sight of the woman's full breasts. The piercings in the woman's hard nipples caught her eye and she stared openly before her eyes slid down to the proudly erect member. Memories if howling in ecstasy underneath the woman as that thick shaft had speared into her filled her thoughts. Remembering the feeling if Iseniel taking her, driving her over the edge again and again before finally spilling herself into the priestess made her squirm. Trembling hands balled into fists to resist the growing desire  to bury them between her own smooth thighs and relieve the aching need she felt. Everything was spinning and Nymiri felt hot and desperate to earn some pleasure of her own.<br/><br/>Alonya seemed to material into being beside her and Nymiri pouted again when the succubus took the initiative to suckle at their mistress' shaft. Nymiri looked nervous, she had almost no practice with using her mouth in such a way and next to the Sayaad she worried her attempts would fail to impress. She watched Iseniel's face, seeing the expression of rapture on those beautiful features as Alonya nursed on her pulsing price. She wanted to be the cause of the blood Elf's pleasure.<br/><br/>The coy look Alonya gave her as that wicked tail drug her in closer was a challenge and the plot worked to goad the novice elf into action. Tentative, shaking fingers reached out to stroke down the length of that huge cock and she took a gentle hold to steady it. Her wide eyes stared up at Iseniel when she leaned in to take an experimental lick of the tip.<br/><br/>The lingering taste of precum and the succubus' saliva drew a moan from the overwhelmed priestess and she was instantly panting, sending soft gouts of humid breath down the length. Her hips shifted slightly, squirming in her unbearable need as she leaned on and wrapped her soft purple lips around the tip. Her smooth cheeks hollowed when she gave a little suck and her head started to move, dragging the pillowy soft lips over the hard flesh. Those unfocused eyes still stared up as her small mouth tried to work more inside only to gag softly and jerk her head back, coughing. "S-sorry." Came the whimpered apology before she leaned in again, slathering the length with her tongue. She had to please Iseniel if she ever wanted release but the woman was so hard to read that her anxiety grew by the minute. Still she refused to give up and let Alonya show her up.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>