Fersi laughed a deep growl and nodded her head at the smaller woman’s command.  She was in no place to argue after the explosive orgasm that the human had just given her, and repayment in kind was due.  But still being new to saphic pleasure, she wasn’t sure exactly how to best pleasure Velma, so decided on mimicing as the best course of action.<br/><br/>She flipped Velma over, straddling the smaller woman’s body and bent forwards.  Her soft scaled palms took Velma’s breasts and squeezed, her talloned fingers lightly pinching the hard buds of her nipples.  Then her long tongue snaked from her mouth to twirl around them in turn, even as Fersi’s own sex ground into Velma’s abdomen just above her hips.  Then she began moving downwards, lower she slid her body, her wet quim running and rubbing down Velma’s left leg as she slid downwards.  Finally her tongue’s progress met with Velma’s own sex, already damp and oh so hungry.<br/><br/>Though Fersi was afraid to use her taloned fingers, she did make use of her long supple tongue, teasing it in and out of the human’s slit in between caressing licks of her hardened clitoris.  She did not ask for feedback, just did her best to copy as her massive hands held Velma’s thighs pinned to the bed.  But her eyes did look upwards, watching velma for signs that she misstepped or was doing it right.<br/>