Ja'koth had a slight smile upon his face as he pressed his lower jaw against Terra's crown jewel and buffing his teeth with his lip he rubs against her clitoris to ease her there whilst he dines upon her precious mound. His tongue pushes deep into her moist passage, rolling and twisting within her trying to find a spot that would make her gush. So far there were no tricks or ill surprises about this other then the intense sensations she sent into him. Whatever godly stamina she might have he would attempt to whittle down and break her line of defenses hoping to take her in full and slake her lusts. She could even now taste a small bead of the barbarians seed upon her lips from the motions. His physical strength lended to his staying power quite well but now his legs weakened and he had to lie upon the floor with her lest he collapse upon the unforgiving rocks. He redoubled his efforts to try and get her to reach her climax during this race.