"Mideala..." came Janaece's only breathless word before she turned her mouth to the better errand of kissing those luscious and golden lips. Her tongue plunged deep within the mouth of the elf-maid beneath her.<br/><br/>She ground her body up and down, pressed snugly to the gold elf's, so that the supple curves of their breasts rubbed with generous contact and pleasing sensations. Especially delight she found when their stiff nipples raked against one another's, catching for a moment and then popping past.<br/><br/>While her right hand explored ever more daringly inside the front of her lover's pants, Janaece used her left to tug the lambskin triangle of her thong aside. She swayed her hips sideways, and she cried out in ecstasy when she felt herself press against Mideala's hand, moist but swiftly wetting further at the sacred touch.<br/><br/>Laying atop Mideala but also still straddling her, Janaece slid her right leg inside her lover's left, so that their legs entwined. She rubbed herself feverishly against Mideala's right hand and thigh.<br/><br/>She used her own right thigh to press against Mideala's loins and the back of her own hand, pressing the two tightly together. Her forefinger slipped yet further with the softness she found, and the thumb toyed and played with the firmer bud she found just above. She moaned Mideala's name into her mouth, and her tongue followed.