Tellara loved the way the troll woman spoke. Her voice was perfect, and her accent gave it an exotic spice that added so much more to it, as it resounded fluidly in one's ears. She loved all these little things about Mora, it making her seem so much more complete. But all doting thoughts were washed away when the trolless's tongue slid across her upper lip, that her hightened senses of taste and smell were overloaded with the smell of her own juices. Tellara breathed them in, soaking them up, and tellara loved it.<br/><br/>Grinning, she moved her leg up between Mora's, the soft plump flesh of her thigh rubbing backwards and forth on the glistening wet lips between Mora's thighs. She flashed the trolless a wicked grin, and pulled her up so that she was level with Tellara, before plunging her fingers between Mora's nether lips, and her tongue into Mora's mouth, wanting more of the sweet taste. She broke away from the kiss, panting still. "Now... it's my turn." She grinned wickedly, revitalised and rearing to please the eager trolless.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>