The tail slowly stroking against her ankle aroused the elf's curiosity. She reached down to let her fingers play over length of blue flesh,  running her long and sharp nails teasingly along it before she looked back up at Aenu and smiled broadly as the Draenei spoke. The woman's lips curled up even father at the suggestion of thanks and her ears perked up enthusiastically when it was mentioned it would simply have to go to her instead. Aine laughed and nodded, her own hands trailing away from the blue skinned beauty's face to instead rub fondly at her shoulders and arms.<br/><br/>" I am always appreciative of a grateful woman," Aine quipped enthusiastically before continuing, " And goddess look at you, the very image of a woman who is qui--" Before she could even finish her sentence the Draenei's fingers and intentions had shifted more toward the carnal once more. In her position, Aine had not expected those slender fingers to play down between them and take a hold of her half - turgid member.<br/><br/>Aine's back arched and she let out a breathy sigh as Aenu's digits curled about her girth , her sheer thickness doing a good job of keeping the fingertips apart. Her head lolled back on her shoulders and the monk angled her pelvis forward into the blue woman's grip to give her yet more of that growing shaft to play with. Each tug jerked back the foreskin to reveal the throbbing, glistening crown of the Kaldorei's shaft and it didn't take long for the magnificent member to regain most of the glory it had lost.<br/><br/>As her shaft quickly grew hard again in Aenu's fingers, the engorged tip slowly began to weep streamers of pre cum once again. The sticky, opalescent strands pool at her navel as Aine began to rock her hips more in earnest. Her hands shifted from their position at the Draenei's arms and shoulders to instead caress along her sides and squeeze at her hips. " I want to continue," She groaned, silver eyes fixed on Aenu's own. " Do *you* want to ride?' Her lips curled upward in that mischievous grin again as she imagined the woman bouncing atop her, heavy breasts and other none less subtle feminine curves bouncing gaily.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>