Brom groaned and rocked his hips as his cock throbbed and convulsed.  The reflexive constriction of Felicity's throat gripped and milked his shaft and each movement of it made he groan anew.  He let go the woman's hair with one hand, casting his hand back to find and grip his elf's silky hair instead.  He wrapped his fingers in it and pulled, knowing it would speed her to her release faster than any gentle touch.<br/><br/>Slowly, the pulsing throbbing release of his seed slowed, but he did not withdrawn his shaft from Felicity's throat.  Rather he leaned forward to hold it in place and continue to choke her with it as his pet's fingers went to work, wanting to feel yet one more set of cries reverberate along his cock before her let her draw breath freely.<br/><br/>"Make her cum," he hissed to the elf as he looked down at her, "Make her cum with you pet."