Tamaska's silken lips and the even softer flesh inside her mouth slid along the length of him as she bobbed her head up and down. Her eyes stared up and she got more enthusiastic the more noise he made. His hips jerked and she purred again, feeling her own pleasure growing to almost unbearable levels. Bahiyya's cheers only egged her on further until her mouth was a wet, slurping blur. She wanted it, wanted to follow her Mistress' orders so that she might be pleasured in kind. She wanted to feel the succubus' touch again on every inch of her. She felt the sailor beginning to tense and shiver and knew from her own experience what that was signalling. She exulted in the fact that it had only taken her moments to drive this man to his limits with nothing more than her fingers, mouth and exotic beauty.<br/><br/>The debauched little trolless pouted around his shaft when she was told to stop. It looked almost adorable enough to send Johanneson over the edge just from the sight. She did not want to stop and clearly he did not want her to stop but she knew better than to disobey. Her mouth kept working his shaft but with only the lightest touch and the slow steady friction of her pulling her mouth back. With eyes locked on those of Bahiyya as the apparent elf knelt on the other side of the bars, she let her tongue collect the pearl of precum that had formed on the tip of his cock. She could see Bahiyya's grin as she laughed, noting the priest's purring.<br/><br/>Again, eager to follow her Mistress' commands, Tamaska eased her mouth off of the fat, throbbing tip of his cock. As her hands quickly undid the vest she noted the way his cock twitched and pulsed and the angry purple color it held. Clearly he was close to his limits. Amber eyes watched his face when the vest opened to display to him her curvaceous chest. Her cheeks blushed a beautiful shade of lavender as his eyes devoured the sight of her near perfect cerulean flesh. Bahiyya's threat of further denial of her need made her inexperienced hands tremble as she very carefully massaged his cock. She stared up at his face, watching his reactions carefully, staying vigilant for signs that she needed to slow or stop.<br/><br/>Her hands stroked and teased, one on his meaty shaft and the other on his churning balls. She felt bad for his predicament but denial of her need was enough motivation for her to overlook that. His pleas fell on deaf ears and when his hips jerked in an attempt to garner more stimulation she simply moved with him, keeping up the same steady pleasure.<span style="color: indigo"> "Oh Mistress, your friend tastes so good, so clean and hot when he was on my tongue. He pulses and squirms so eagerly for the pleasures i give him."</span>Tamaska said, smiling up at the quivering, panting man, chiding him.<span style="color: indigo"> "ah ah ah, don't cum without Mistress Bahiyya's permission. if you do neither of us will get more pleasure and i NEED some pleasure. He is so smooth and velvety, but so hard Mistress, so hard. I need him Mistress, please please let him. Please show mercy on this pour fellow so that i can have mine too. I've been a very good girl."</span><br/><br/>Tamaska did not realize that in speaking of her own need she had gotten more excited and her hand had sped up on his shaft. She was so desperately aroused at the lewd conversation and she did not think at how much those words might be affecting him.<span style="color: indigo">"Please Mistress, show his big, hard lance mercy and let him release so he can be free to impale me on it. Puh-leaaassseeee!"</span>She begged in a surprisingly sexy whimper, complete with a full, quivering pout.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>