Ivy almost felt like she was going to implode. The absence within her...the<em>ache</em>where that cock should be was making her ache so badly. She gasped at the order, shivering, but her eyes narrowed as she thought. But after a moment she simply smiled, then began to slowly slip downward, trying to squirm out from under the drow.<br/><br/>Once she was down low enough, she slowly wrapped her mouth around the cock, shuddering at the taste of it. Her long tongue spiraled around the length of the shaft, stroking it slowly as she slowly began to service the drow. Her hands were playing with the base of it, one stroking along the drow's slit. But what she wasn't planning on communicating was that the hand playing with Midnight's shaft was there so that at the first hint of cum, she could clamp it around the phallus and return the favor in preventing the drow from cumming.