Note's responses were muffled, but she did indeed slap at Doxi's ass.  The blows were very light, but stinging, and she could feel shivers running up her body as the lighter woman landed the slaps in perfect time with... well... Doxi wasn't quite sure... it was part tongue thrust, part swirl, and all perfectly wonderful.  Of course, Doxi sitting up raised her pussy off Note's chin.  But the priestess didn't miss a beat, with her left hand she slid upwards and slid her thumb into Doxi's cootch with great ease.  The three dominant fingers on her hand circled and rubbed Doxi's clit as that tongue kept a magical rhythm on her asshole.   Sitting up, Doxi could see Note's hips gyrating and could see that the priestess was literally drooling girl juice onto the covers from her slit.<br/><br/>Note's hand moved faster and faster, timing with her light stinging slaps and her tongue lashings, and that was all Doxi could take.