<strong>"I didn't make those clothes for you to not make my mark all over them, you know."</strong>Kanae retorted, still smirking as her eyes fixed on Lafiel's hips, slowly lowering until the moist, soft lips rested against the tip of her cock, which twitched with excitement. Then she lowered even more, and the wolfgirl moaned, throwing her head back as her throbbing shaft was engulfed in the elf's tight, pleasurable folds.