The drow's eyes sparkled. "Interesting. You must be from another island, then? Come in your strange ship, across the water?" she asked, as she thrust a pair of fingers into Ivy's sex, while her thumb rubber her clit. "You're quite the catch... I'm going to have to fight to keep you all mine," she purred, as she pulled back a little, and started to disrobe; she moved efficiently, but her movements were sinuous enough to almost be a striptease. Sure enough, between her legs, a hefty shaft lay, standing at attention, though Ivy could see the drow's womanhood behind it. She moved back in, deftly spreading Ivy's legs, and hoisting them off the ground, pinning her against the tree, as she thrust her cock home, in a swift, easy movement.