"Eager?  Or<em>greedy</em>?" she teased, giving her one thrust against her sore ass "Hm... lucky you, I'm in a<em>giving</em>mood..."<br/><br/>And then began a slow pace, slow, deliberate... but then faster, and faster, and<em>faster</em>...using the hips and ropes she soon found herself getting rough, slamming into the woman's lips and ass with everything she had, a wonder the rope didn't pull the hook out of the ceiling.  Mmm... it was milking her...  she knew that she didn't have a chance of knocking this woman up, but a small part of her wanted to, wanted to make her her lover, her mate... Doxi knew there was something special about this woman, and that was driving her harder and harder into her...