Camille lifted her finger, wet with saliva, from Eniija's lips. She squeezed the half-elf's ass with both hands and lifted her bottom up, a teasing grin dancing on her lips. The moist finger sneaked between the wonderfully full globes of Eniija's ass and prodded insistently against the tight rosebud. She pushed, slowly and gently but relentlessly, working the first knuckle in, then the second, until finally her entire digit was inside giving the girl another thing to clench around.<br/><br/>"You're too good... I can't hold on," Camille breathed heavily as she leaned in until their noses were touching. Her thrusts became frantic, desperate, picking up speed and reaching deeper into Eniija's core. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echoed in the room as the dickgirl pounded her lover with her engorged cock over and over again, balls heavy with seed slapping against her ass with each thrust. She soon surrendered to the embrace of tight, wet pussy and hilted her shaft within. Capturing Eniija's lips in a passionate kiss, Camille moaned into her mouth as she spurted several gobs of warm gooey cum as deep inside as she could.<br/><br/>When the last throbs of her member faded away, Camille lifted her head for much-needed air, but she was by no means done yet. "Your turn," she promised, as she took Eniija's other leg and had it join its partner on her shoulder as well. Her cock was just as hard and thick as before as she resumed her thrusts, moving with such force that their mixed cum and juices were being forced back out of Eniija's sex.