Stoella laughed quietly, but kept her hands on the wheel when the Matron made her request and touched her thigh.<br/><br/>When Doxi's cock retracted into her own body the matron sighed, her face a mixture of both releif and regret.  Her tight ass snapped closed the moment the invading member was withdrawn and not even a hint of Doxi's futa cum spilled from the well lubed and freshly fucked ass.  Her hand came down and covered her quim,  not masturbating, but almost as if she was letting the warmpth of her palm cover her wet pussy.<br/><br/>She nodded, "Yes, I'm making requests.  I figured that you said if I cooperated you'd make this trip pleasant for me.  Well since you destroyed my diary I've been nothing but cooperative."<br/><br/>Her palm moved just slightly.  She wasn't masturbating, but stimulating her swollen pussy lips slightly, almost as if she was still very aroused and couldn't help herself.  "I'd like a razor too."  Her hand covering her furred muff.  "I noticed that you and your crew have gone elven or at least partially,"  she used the term referring to when humans shaved off their pubic hair.  Obviously she wasn't experienced enough to know that Marek had a spell that made things much easier, safer, and quicker than using a razor.  "I feel a little uncomfortable now and would like to take care of that."<br/><br/>Her voice was demanding and strong, strong overtones of the powerful matron had returned, even as she talked about wanting to shave her muff.