It hadn't been at first...but now, after so many, Lafiel really was addicted to the wonderful fuckings that Kanae - and only her - could give the elf.  Each time that meaty rod bottomed out in her snatch, each sounding of slapping skin against skin, each time she felt the nails of Kanae's hands dig into her bottom...it only made it worse.  The crazy thing (if you'd asked her a few months ago) was the little mark that Kanae kept pressing on, the one that said<em>this behind is mine</em>...she could feel it, now, as if it was a part of-oh, right.  Time to do her thing.<br/><br/>"K-kanaeeeeeee..."  Lafiel moaned openly.  "I...I feel it coming..."  Right, the orgasm.