Something didn't quite feel right about all of this, still, but Aelwen just felt so peaceful and relaxed that she embraced it all. She met the satyr's kiss and moaned into the kiss as she felt his tip pushing at her welcoming pussy, and soon she was being filled up, the slight discomfort from it being her first ever man being offset by the pleasure of the experience. His fur rubbing against her nipples only increased the sensations, and she was soon writhing against him and moaning eagerly, still holding onto Elena's hand as both women were given more pleasure than either of them had experienced before.<br/><br/>Aelwen's eyes opened when she felt something bumping against her face, and she saw Ambrosius' cock glistening in front of her, and she couldn't seem to stop herself reaching out for it and stroking it, taking the head of it into her mouth, wanting to give pleasure to another after the pleasure she was already receiving. She didn't know at all how to do this well, but she tried hard, flicking her tongue around his head, hoping that she was bringing him pleasure. She felt herself start to move towards an orgasm - a feeling which was only familiar to her after her experience at the oracle's pool...