At first, Lailithe appreciated the Tauren's allowance of freedom. Her hips shifted and rolled in rhythm of her choosing, pin-pointing every spot that elevated the elation. Coupled with her slickness and growing familiarity with his size, every action was ease and wantonly infused with passion. Her moans once again grew loud and laced with high-pitched with unrestrained desire. Bliss had seized her wholly and fully.<br/><br/>Massive hands that grasped her ass and took control helped even further that she could have imagined, prompting her to run her hands through her hair and grasp at her tits in order to find some sort of center. She threw back her head and closed her eyes tightly, the clenching of her insides turning into rapid pulses and contractions. Her cheeks flushed red from the alcohol and the fact that she had managed to climax once again, leaving her quivering and lost in the moment for longer than she could perceive.<br/><br/>Once she had regained a bit of sentience, she stared forward at the Kal'dorei couple hungrily, beckoning them closer to their erotic tryst for both a better look, and a chance to touch her purple prospect. Despite her orgasm, she didn't stop riding the Tauren by any means, and surrendered control to him completely, allowing him to move her hips at whatever cadence he needed to fill her once again.<span style="color: #ff4da6">"Mmmn, stop dawdling and fuck. We want to compare notes.." </span>She leaned back and wrapped an arm around the Tauren's neck to pull him into a deep kiss that involved a lovely dance of tongues. She was beyond in heat.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>