Naeara's tongue had snaked halfway between her lips towards Tali'drol's cock when the troll stopped her. In a daze, the elven girl obeyed him, even as he tore the remnants of her robe from her shoulders to reveal her remarkable breasts. Her nipples stiffened to hard nubs as he ground his cock against her face; as she drank in the scent of stale sex that clung to the stiffening flesh.<br/><br/>A quiet, desperate sob escaped her throat when his fingers teased first at her chest, and then delved into her dripping sex. She found herself rocking her hips, grinding against him, chasing his touch. "I w-want... I want you to take me," she gasped out, struggling with the words as if they were alien to her. "To put your... your cock... in my mouth. In my..." She paused there, groaning and shivering with need as he slapped his member across her cheeks and decorated her with his pre. "In my holes. All of them. Your... your cum. In me. On me. Please."<br/><br/>She met his eyes, her own glassy and wild. "<i>Please</i>," she repeated, the word freighted with yearning, as her bound hands came up to cup his balls, and caress them gently.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>