<strong>Isoke Naota<br/>Dorm B5<br/>Tagged: Anya</strong><br/><br/>The feeling of her pointed talons raking across his bare flesh sent his spin into a languid arch to expose even more of it to her touch.  Stretching out to feel them score his taunt skin leaving behind fine red lines in their wake.  As pleasure only continued to grow more pronounced, it was difficult to resist his eyes from rolling to the back of his head in ecstasy, but he managed to do so in order to meet Anya's smoldering gaze.  Isoke tried to flash her a devious smile, but the attempt was cut short as her moans sent a shiver of pleasure through his body as though she had just struck a tuning fork against the pleasure centers of his nervous system.<br/><br/>As she continued he lost his ability to keep his gaze upon her, his head falling back to complete the arch his torso was making.  Isoke's moans and cries of delight became directed upward where they seemed to fill the room all the more readily.  Eventually his hips began to act on their own accord by rolling and writhing in time with her movements.  His cock was sheathed in the fabulous warmth of her mouth, coated in her sweet saliva that seemed to heat him to his very core.  One hand managed to shift to support his weight so that the other could reach out and glide along the side of her head sweeping aside any stray locks along the way.<br/><br/>Isoke's breathing became heavier between bouts of moaning, but he managed to recover enough to look down on her again.  It would be plain to see on his face just how much pleasure she was bringing him, his eyes glazed over with lust and desire for his harpy.  "Oh Anya, you are amazing."  His hand remained at the side of her head, simply resting there rather than guiding her pace and depth.  It was clear she knew how to bring him pleasure and there was no need whatsoever for him to intervene.