The expression on Gwenda’s face became a mixture of joy and lust as she witnessed the buxom draenei practically beg for the oversized insertion. A deep breath relaxed her enough to prevent a bulge from forming at the front of her satin dress. She sat down sideways on the edge of the table and faced left towards the draenei whose double-D tits jiggled around on her chest while she reached back for her buttocks. Gwenda reached there too, behind her own back, with her delicate left hand and a straightened arm, past the draenei’s gigantic horse-cock that was twice the length of hers—which, however, was well hidden underneath her dress—and began to tease the sensitive skin around the anus with the tips of two of her fingers.<br/><br/>“What’s in it for me?” the succubus twittered and stared the woman into her eyes as she lied on her back on the table. The right hand released the toy onto the wooden surface, and the dark-pink nails of its fingers began to tease the draenei’s left breast, brush around its areola, and give light pinches on its nipple. With a quick grab, the hand opened wider and gave a much harder squeeze around the front of the massive tit, just to see what would happen if it happened to contain any milk.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>