Camille grinned as she lifted her head from Eniija's breast. Her member was throbbing hard enough for her heartbeat to be felt through the skirt and she wanted her partner to feel and see it even more directly. She pulled the offending garment down and kicked it off the rest of the way, leaving herself completely nude. If her bust lost to Eniija's glorious mounds, her thick shaft and heavy sac made up for it. Her rod was greater in girth and length than most men yet possessing a woman's smoothness at the same time. A bead of clear fluid had already gathered on its tip.<br/><br/>The dickgirl pulled herself higher up the half-elf's body until she was kneeling over her, straddling her chest. She couldn't easily lay her member against the girl's face because it was pointing towards the ceiling, erect and hard. Camille had to lean and bend forward in order to get the right angle for her swollen tip to poke against Eniija's chin.<br/><br/>"I'm sure you want to do more than just look at it," Camille purred back suggestively, as she reached down for the nipple her lips hadn't sucked and gave the nub a playful pinch.