<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y3n5ibZ.png)</div>"How<em>helpless</em>for a<em>bloodchief</em>," Larissa said, tsking at her beloved. She thumbed the precum leaking out of the head and drew it down Elaine's shaft until it was glistening. Pulling back, Larissa would hook her hands into the sides of her leather britches and disrobed herself down to her panties.<br/><br/>"I think it's time you used your mouth for something else," Larissa said. She crawled forward, like a cat looming over its prey. Offering Elaine a wide grin full of mischief, Larissa shifted, spinning so that her sex was within inches of her beloved's mouth. Her own lips were pushing out light whispers of air onto Elaine's shaft. Larissa knew Elaine would readily see just how wet already was, her thighs stained with her own anticipation. Her tongue snaked out and gave the head a flat, firm lick. "Mmm, no need to be shy, love," Larissa teased, rolling her hips back to press the lips of her sex to the lips of Elaine's mouth.<br/><br/>She took Elaine into her mouth, bobbing slowly as she savored her taste - there was something about the sweat of a labored sparring session that just ensnared Larissa's senses. She breathed deeply of her beloved as her mouth lavished her.