Musubi hadn't even been slightly prepared for the reaction that Elisabeth had displayed to what she had been doing.  They had kissed for only a few moments before the Englishwoman started<em>screaming</em>, and she could feel the other woman's juices spraying all over the exposed portions of her body.  She was spasming, hard, clearly in the throes of climax.  Which to the catgirl was odd, since in her experience, she needed a nice, thorough screwing in order to actually get from point A to point B, so so speak.<br/><br/>She giggled.  "After something like that, I'll bet you do."  She kissed Elisabeth's forehead.  "Good girl.  Now, come on, we need to clean up so we can go down to the station," and here her voice took on a coy tone, "and when we get back, you can enjoy your<em>rewards</em>..."  She started to slide out of the mage woman's back door, popping her off the thick toy.