Aelena whined and squirmed on top of the desk, trying to lift her hips to meet the hard thrusts of Iylldraaen's cock deep into her. Her desire for him was insatiable and even though he was giving her a dizzying amount of pleasure her body, her very being, craved more. Once they had made up for almost ten years of lost time perhaps they would slow down but that was a long ways off. For now his cock frantically pummelled the soft, soaked inner walls of her womanhood.<br/><br/>With a wail of pleasure, her chest thrust up and her neck craned back. The pleasure was building again and the sweet Draenei could not help herself. Her slender hand slid down her flat stomach to dip between her legs and rub her clit. She did not care how lewd it was, she needed to cum again for him. Aelena needed her lover to know that she loved every second of his affection. He seemed to like what he saw by the way his fingers dug deeply into her fleshy ass cheeks, raking his nails against her flesh, marking her. It only served to drive the pleasure higher.<br/><br/>Thoughts of propriety and  the volume of their lovemaking never so much as entered the panting shaman's mind. She could no care less if the crew heard. In fact, if the whole crew walked in to watch the proceedings she would not have cared. With her long legs pointing up to the ceiling and the wet noises and flesh on flesh slaps of their bodies Aelena was truly happy. The hand toying between her legs sped up while the other. Grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him into a wild, deep kiss, moaning and pleading for more again his lips. She was so close again.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>