Although she can't directly state it, the deep thrumming moan coming from Xentia makes her approval of the taste she's gotten of Jargal clear.  Clamping her lips more firmly around Jargal's breast, Xentia eagerly goes to work, taking great gulps of the centauress' honey.  As much as she wished that she could take off the amulet and really give her a good time, Xentia knew that Jargal probably wouldn't react the best to discovering that she had a demoness on her back.  Now, later tonight when they had made camp and had the time to do things properly, maybe...but that was later, and she still owed Cathy a true massage.  Glancing over at the other centauress as she thought about the naga, Xentia couldn't help but feel a little jealous - she was going to be able to enjoy the feeling of a truly full belly for the entire trip, which was likely a bit harder her to manage given the sheer number of girls her stomach could accommodate.<br/><br/>Turning her attention back to Jargal, Xentia sends her conjoured hands delving deeper and deeper into the centauress. Anyone directly behind her was going to be getting quite the show as her nethers were stretched steadily wider around the translucent constructs.  The feeling of Jargal's hands on her backside makes her twitch and shiver in her grip, and both her holes flex needily.  Much as Jargal, Xentia's more than used to the feeling of girls and others passing through them, in both directions, and right about now they're aching for something more substantial than just a few fingers or a hand.  Perhaps they'd get lucky and happen across enough unfortunate girls to prompt Winters to call a stop for lunch, but otherwise she was going to have to make do with what attention Jargal could give her now and look forward to her promised fun later with Cathy.