Suckling onto the elven woman's slit greedily and spearing the folds with her tongue Cat ran her lips and tongue from the clit's pearl down to tickle the gates of her folds, massaging the slit firmly with her tongue her hand kneading firmly over the elf's bottom and pulling back a bit to give a light swat to the buttocks as she pressed her tongue as far as she could reach, spiraling it there as her breath caught in her throat and she pushed her face tightly to the elven woman's pussy. Moaning out faintly against the pussy.<br/><br/>The reason for her moan was natural too, the rougher, ferocious grinding of the wet slit against another making her tremble, the brushing ove rher own mound making her pant, her hand stroking at the top of the ork's slit, seeking to hold the ork girl's slit parted as she grinded herself against the orkess, moaning out with the pleasure against the elven mound, her breasts aching with the pleasure surging through her. Feeling the peak hitting her, she moaned, kissed, tongue and grinded her slit with the ork's slit, trembling with pleasure and squeezing on the elf's ass and rubbing the ork's slit and clit.<br/><br/>Moaning, she was not sure how close the troll was, but she imagined the mistress might be snickering when they stopped, if she was around to watch. Cat didn't think the mistress was unaware at all.