“Is that all? ‘That feels good’?  Well, we can’t have that…”  Grinding herself against Jargal’s back, she sends her phantom hands trailing further and further back until they’re slowly circling around Jargal’s rump and sex.  Gently, Xentai uses a pair to peel open the lips of her ride while a third starts to slip inside, not bothering with a single finger or two and instead opting to slide inside in its entirety.<br/><br/>Noticing her hands starting to become sticky with the beginnings of Jargal’s honey, Xentia’s head dips down to the proffered hand, running her tongue over the sweet coating before briefly sucking the entirety of Jargal’s hand into her mouth.  The presence of Jargal’s fingers slipping further into her cause Xentia to release first hand from her mouth, but the other is only being encouraged to delve deeper as the succubus’ pussy convulses around it.<br/><br/>Ducking down further, Xentia slides around under Jargal’s arm, looping her own around the centauress’ waist for stability.  Poking her head around Jargal’s front, Xentia latches her mouth around one of Jargal’s nipples and takes a long pull of her honey.  “Mmn, I see someone hasn’t been slacking on her diet.  Just how many girls went into this vintage?”