Lailithe's hips bucked and twitched with the final echoes of her orgasm, leaving her hair a mess, her thighs dripping with the tauren's seed, and her body still quivering with absolute bliss. With her insides still tightening and constricting around the Tauren, she had trouble sliding herself off of him at first-- and was content to sit on him for half a moment while his cock sat idle inside her. The Sin'dorei woman looked back at the Tauren with a satisfied smile, reaching back and turning enough to give him a kiss on the cheek.<span style="color: #ff4da6">"I think I can say the same."</span>She said, chuckling as well.<br/><br/>She finally mustered the ability to slide off of the tauren once her body began to wind down. The woman's slit leaked the large amount of seed that he thrust in her, leaving a small trail behind her when she walked back to get both her drink, and the Tauren's. Lailithe offered the drink with a kind smile to the Tauren and sat on his knee, taking a long chug of her ale and reaching down to his cock with her free hand all the while. By comparison her hands were so much smaller than his, but it seemed she knew anatomy well enough to caress all the right places to keep him hard.<br/><br/>Whether or not she was priming him to mount again, or simply keeping him ready for their next victim, she didn't even quite know. What she did know, was that he fucked her so good, that she wanted to make sure someone else received the same service.<span style="color: #ff4da6">"Molakatar, dear?" </span>She chimed in a sing-songy and seductive voice that didn't seem to leave her even in the afterglow.<span style="color: #ff4da6">"If these two end up being a bit too preoccupied to share, I say that you and I tend to the next lovely lady that comes in. As a team, hm?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>