Camille gave Eniija a final lick, lapping up her juices, knowing that there would be lots more where that came from. "Mmm, I could say the same about your tongue," the dickgirl panted, shuddering as the half-elf sucked more precum out of her throbbing rod. She lifted herself, her shaft popping free, a sticky string of fluid stretching between the tip of her member and Eniija's lips. "But I've tasted something sweeter, and that's what I want," she asserted as she repositioned herself above and between her partner's legs. Guiding a beautifully tanned leg up over her fair shoulder, Camille ground her shaft against Eniija's sex, letting her cockhead rub against those delicious moist inner lips. Slowly, she pushed her way inside, enjoying the wet warm walls enveloping her member, stopping only when she was completely hilted within the buxom girl.<br/><br/>"Goddess, you're so nice and tight," Camille breathed as she withdrew, slowly, until all but the tip of her cock was glistening outside in the air. Then she thrust in hard, all the way until she was balls deep, the impact of flesh slapping against flesh making their breasts jiggle. Repeating again at this pace, she continued to pull out gently and thrust forcefully, over and over.