It only took a few moments of delicious ass eating before Theristina was grabbing the table with one hand and resisting pushing back into Doxi's clever tounge.  The naughty elven woman had obviously prepared for this... hairless as all elves were, she was clean as a whistle and Doxi even detected the slightest whiff of a floral scent.  The elven woman had likely bathed and put a few dabs of scent behind her knees before this meeting.  But the slight scent of lavendar was quickly replaced as Theristina's pussy began to moisten.   The elven lesbian always had a strong, musky scent to her arousal, and it became obvious that she enjoyed the tongue lashing that Doxi was giving her.<br/><br/>Then, Doxi felt a slight surprise as a warm, wet, mouth closed over the head of her fat futacock.  Soft hands gripping the ball sack that she had grown, rolling the heavy orbs inside gently before soft, tapered fingers that could only belong to the ship's engineer found their way to Doxi's cunny, hidden beneath the fat sack.  Doxi could feel the futa woman sucking and licking the fat head of her freshly grown shaft, and resisted gasping as her fingers slid into an already wet cunt.  What a well trained crew she had.