Avery tried, but failed to keep up with Saphira's expert and precise tongue in their foreplay. The spurts of milk either coated Avery's face or mixed with the bubbly waters they bathed in. As soon as her tail wrapped around him, Avery was in a full embrace, his heart pounding with excitement. Avery would thrust harder as Saphira bucked her hips, their jagged movements almost causing her to slip from her spot.