Ivy tried to reply, but the thrusts were more than she could handle. Each thrust was a spike of ecstasy that pierced straight from her groin into her mind, shattering every attempt at trying to reason with the other woman. It was only a few short minutes before Ivy gasped in pleasure, her body clenching tight around the cock that was buried so deep inside of her body. She was quickly losing herself, her old training starting to reassert itself as she began to push back against the thrusts, panting and trying to increase the pleasure for the drow.