<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y3n5ibZ.png)</div>And need her, Elaine certainly did. The way her beloved writhed, conflicted in her focus...just as she shouldn't let Larissa I distract her, Larissa knew she couldn't let anything else distract her; whatever romps Elaine had with the white tusk bloodchief, there was one immutable fact: Elaine was with<em>her</em>now. Larissa would give Elaine three quick, powerful thrusts before she eased the wooden phallus out of her beloved's pucker. "Yes," Larissa said. "I am yours~" Her dominant demeanor slipped as she cooed. She slid off the bed again, walking over to Elaine face once more. Just so that her beloved could see her unfasten the harness and see it fall to the ground.<br/><br/>"I'm yours," Larissa said, climbing back into the bed, straddling Elaine and allowing herself to loom over her. Reaching behind, Larissa grasped Elaine's cock by the base and guided it toward her wet, dripping pussy. "I'm yours, Elaine. And I will make you into a proud, unconquerable 'one who breeds'~ With the tip of Elaine's cock become slick with Larissa's own juices, that makeshift cockring was undone and Larissa fully hilted herself onto that throbbing, pent up cock. If Elaine came right away into her, Larissa was prepared for that.<br/><br/>...if she didn't, Larissa was already undoing the bonds she had used to keep Elaine's arms above her head. As one would with a bull in a prize fight, she had tormented her beloved to such a state...