<div class="floatright">(http://img02.deviantart.net/dc82/i/2012/352/9/7/xunae_portrait_by_angevere-d5oe8dd.jpg)</div>As Yula begins to ask Berra to go fetch a blindfold, the drow's face visibly saddens until Yula stops and begins speaking in that wonderfully seductive tone.  Berra's hands move to Yula's body, two of them placing at her waist while the other two cup underneath her backside, giving a soft squeeze as the kitsune rubs her pussy against the engorged cock.  Her breathing catches for a moment and she shivers with pleasure.  "Thank you, Dignitary, and Great Lady for knowing my need," Berra purrs out in a husky, desperate voice.<br/><br/>The Great Lady Malrefesh lets out a chuckle as she feels Yula reaching to adjust her blindfold, a sly grin coming to her face, "Mmmmn, lovely.  Dignitary Frais, I am so pleased that you came to join us for this time..."  Her own breathing is also picking up, a droplet of precum dripping down her thick, pale cock.  One of her dainty, lacquered fingernails moves to hook along the low scoop of Yula's dress and pulls down gently, freeing one of the kitsune's tits in a quick, subtle movement.<br/><br/>From the moment that Yula's hand wraps around one of the Pleasure Guard's cocks, a thick, husky groan rises from the woman.  Her knees seem to go weak for just a second, Malrefesh echoing her sound of pleasure at a softer, higher register.  The woman's beautiful, full lips form into a tiny o-shape in the brief moment where Yula is moving from hand to mouth.  "Don't stop..." she pleads out, her breath catching and her breasts rising and falling all the faster.  From behind her, Yula can hear a rhythmic wet slapping, sliding sound, that of Malrefesh masturbating softly to the sounds of her guard being pleasured.<br/><br/>Berra's face is a mask of pleasure, gasping and moaning gently as Yula's tongue runs all along her fat cock-head.  The shaft is massive, a thick, ebon rod that tastes of cum from the moment Yula's tongue touches it, a nearly intoxicating sort of seed that sets Yula's stomach burning briefly with desire, perhaps some form of magical effect as well.  "Better than wonderful," gasps out Berra as one of her hands, surprisingly soft considering her impressively muscled arms, strokes softly along Yula's face, then into her hair.  She doesn't quite push the kitsune down, but she provides something of a wall, preventing Yula from entirely pulling herself off of the massive drow dick.