The half-elf purred like a kitten after her powerful orgasm. She snuggled into Camille's arms; the two female forms brushing softly against each other; skin glistening with perspiration and the humidity of the air. It was still raining heavily outside. Eniija's eyes were only half-open but she looked at Camille as if she was deeply infatuated.<br/><br/>Smooth legs entwined. Eniija put her hands around Camille and shifted her hear a little to meet some of the soft kisses with her own lips. "You have no idea how much I needed that..."<br/><br/>She paused. "And that...big shaft of yours. A gift from the gods!" She let out a little laugh. "We have a murial at the temple where an ancient story is painted. A heroine of the Second Circle, Andaessa, knew she was facing the dark lord the next day. Andaessa didn't want to die a virgin, but no men were allowed in the temple. That night, a beautiful goddess with a big member such as yours, came down to her and made love to her. The next day Andeassa fought the evil one. She defeated him, but died too."