The naiad sighs in pleasure... and suddenly, one hand releases your collar, wrapping around the back of your head.<br/><br/><"Hmm... YES!"> She cries, her body quivering around your sex as she leans forward to gently bury your face between her breasts, giving you full access to both of them... and, just to tease, begins to tighten the muscles of her rear in sequence, giving you a veritable "handful" again and again. Of course, such teasing also causes another set of muscles to clamp down, practically tugging on your shaft with each clench. <"Worship my body with your own, mortal!"><br/><br/>The naiad moans loudly, now, and speeds up even further... the sounds of your hips smacking together resonating strangely in your little bubble of air. It almost seems like the bubble's surface is starting to fog...<br/><br/><"Your lips, your sex... your hands... your seed... I desire all of it, Valen Elf!"> You feel lips and sharp teeth press against the crown of your head in a brief, impassioned kiss. <"Show me your desire!">