Smirking silently at the compliment, Scia took up the rope and leaped up to grasp her legs tight around Petra, tugging her on the bed. Roughly trying to pull Petra around to her back, she sought to tie Petra's arms together before her. Petra would be able to see the knot she tied was a bow, something she would be able to -pull loose- when necessary. Smirking, she tightened the ropes a couple times, then reaching down to rub her cunt's lips while stroking over Petra's stomach to her bust.<br/><br/>"Now after you took your time wrecking my ass I'm going to take my vengeance! Prepare to having your dick pulled off." She said this a bit mischeviously but winked. She rose on her hands and knees on the bed, lowering down till her cuntlips touched Petra's cock. With a smirk she licked her lips, the slightly sharp-tipped tongue leaving moisture on those lips, as the moistness on the other lips met with Petra's cocktip. Her damp heat was intense, but the press down against the cock met with a pillowing grip on the tip of that shaft, her hips rolling against the head of the shaft, before she pushed down.<br/><br/>The grasp in her cunt was hot, tight and moist, snug and clenching tighter than some women's bowels. The cunt felt strong and muscular, and instead of riding on Petra, she stroked against one of Petra's breasts leaning over her and closing her eyes. Her stomach sucked in, her cunt clenching, and it was like a series of ripples tugged the dick in her. As if her cunt was milking the shaft. The scaled woman had some strong, strange muscles in her mound, but her hip srose a bit with a very lewd wet pop as they rose along the cock a bit, before shifting to slam down, wet squelch accompanying the cock being sank a bit further in her.<br/><br/>She began to grind, the hips movement trying to drive her body down tight to Petra's crotch, her other hand reached down to stroke on Petra's pouch and wiggle a finger on Petra's pucker.