Seeing the responsiveness of her sweet Elena, Kyra purred softly, pushing herself down further.  For a moment she contemplated a slow tease.  Enjoying the feeling of power that assailed her, she knew it wasn't going to be the slow, taunting, denial.  Of course, there would be some denial... that was her way.<br/><br/>Making herself comfortable, Kyra lay flat on the mattress, her hand sliding under her bronze goddess' thighs to lightly stroke that delicious waist.  She pressed her lips, ever so gently, atop the heated mound.  Dropping her head just a little further, she brushed her nose against the apex of Elena's labia, slithering her tongue gently along the seam.<br/><br/>A long, slow tickle came with the tip of her tongue.  She wasn't quite ready to open her precious' flower yet.  Build the tension.  Increase the desire.  Stoke the flame.  She pressed the broad flat of her tongue against the lower right side of her lover's pouting lips.  She flickered the tip of her tongue, cobra quick, against the apex, then began a broad lick along the left.<br/><br/>Another low purr rumbled in her chest as Kyra pushed her hands gently upward along Elena's belly.  The backs of her fingers caressed the underside of golden breasts.  Then, nails raked more firmly down the taut belly, curving outward to lace over pelvis and hips.  As her nails reached the outter most portion of hip, Kyra pressed the tip of her tongue between labia, pushing forward until she could tickle the entry to that heavenly cavern only to stutter upward.  She withdrew her tongue just before reaching the beautiful clitoris she enjoyed paying homage to.<br/><br/>Yes, there would<i>some</i>denial.