With the elf beneath her little more than a quiver personification of lust she could do nothing but grin as the elf lapped at her faux-cock. While the show was exquisite she shuffled backwards, away from the suckling mouth until she was knelt between those pink thighs, brushing them aside to take a look at her prize. With one hand slowly brushing against Vintal's flesh the other was busy rubbing the toy between her by now puffy folds, gathering up her juices until the leather was covered in a thin layer.<br/><br/>With nothing but a grin she finally thrust into that tight elven vice, letting out her own lusty moan. With the length was ofcourse fake it was obviously anchored into Zinta and pressing on all the right places as her hips began to rock back and forward. Starting at a slow speed, if not simply to tease her before the pace increased, turning into a well timed pace. Every few thrusts were punctuated by a gasp, or a moan, the small green hands finding some place against that supple skin to steady herself.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>