Sil didn't bother with words, but instead gripped Ylene's thighs as she buried her face in the drow woman's sex.  Her delicate nose pressed against Ylene's clit as she allowed the woman to ride her face.  Her tongue curling into the sodden cleft to clean the salty treat the merchant had left while her lips suckled and teased Ylene's puffy labia.  It was only moments, thanks in part to Sil's spell, before Ylene found herself losing control and pushing over the edge into the petite death.  But when she came, her deity blessed spell triggered, and it wasn't just the merchant's cum that coated Sil's face.<br/><br/>With a cry and her hips shaking, she bucked, and sprayed a jet of clear girl cum from her crevace, spraying right into Sil's face.  The eladrin, to her credit, tipped her head back and opened her mouth wide to try to catch as much of the thick musky ejaculate.  As Ylene gasped and bucked, Sil returned her attention to her lover's mons, licking gently now, cleaning away every drop of juice she could find.  She was careful to lick down between the drow's thick cheeks, tickling the inky black rosebud and driving Ylene to a second, smaller orgasm.<br/><br/>Before Sil sat back, Ylene had cum three times in very quick succession.  Her lover, the fair skinned eldarin knelt on the floor before the couch, her face covered in shiny wetness, smiling up at her.  "If Miss Ylene requires anything else?"  The tone in her voice said that she had something else that she wanted to bring up, but wasn't willing to be the one to end sexy time.