Isene's hips began to move on their own, the established rhythm and the pleasure of pounding in Elli's ass guiding them along. The dark folk woman did as the knight requested, leaning down to grab her breasts in her hands, resting her own atop Elli's back. She felt like a dog now, plowing into her mate. The plops Elli's juices striking the ground was like music to Isene's ears; in her eagerness she picked up the pace, not only sending the long member even deeper into Elli, but in rapid succession.<br/><br/>The pleasure this other hole afford her...Isene feared that she might become addicted to it. Part of her thought that she already was...and couldn't care less. Her hands gripped the woman's breasts firmly, her thumb and index fingers finding her nipples easily. She pinched them at the same instance she sent a harder and deeper thrust into Elli, moaning herself as the pace was once against increased. Continuing to play with Elli's breast, Isene kept the pace steady for another minute and a half, before her own moans were attained an almost primal sort of quality...where she began to wildly plow into the knight. One final thrust, reaching in deeper than ever before and Isene, through the toy, finally came. Even though it was her own woman fluids, the toy through some sort of magic transformed into the consistency of thick male cum. She moaned with each release, sending ten hot jets into Elli's ass before collapsing against her.