The queen shook all over with the thrusts into her folds, the depth he reached seeming to make her quiver from head to toes, a breathless shiver repeatedly running through her as moans rose now and then, her body arching up with the bliss heating her, the thrusts made her squirm and her folds clench tight on his shaft. Tugging on his cock urgently, just as her ass pushed back up against him, that warm wetness spreading all over his shaft and his sack, her breath quivering at the tease and the deep push within her.<br/><br/>"Fuck me." She groaned, thrusting against him urgently, shuddering as the pushing deep into her folds had her shuddering all over. Meanwhile Moira's fingers were stroking leather over her mound repeatedly, her breath shaking, her eyes shut tightly. Her body arched up at the feel of those fingers, watching Tehr and Elizabeth breathelessly, the fingers digging over that mound the taut leather showing her mound's shape a little. Her breath shaking, her nipples standing up a bit in the leather, showing just a hint in the material over her chest.<br/><br/>Even as Moira's fingers played with her button, Elizabeth's sex was giving a tight, moist ride to Tehr. While she could take whole length of his shaft, the intense grip the queen could show would only fall second to the halflings, which said something already.