"N-no..." Lyla gasped, shivering as her eyes dropped to her friend and she shook her head, panting softly as the arousal rippled through her. The blunt, warm tip of that tail was so good...but she couldn't force herself to sacrifice Niarra for her own possible safety. So she whispered. "J-just...just do it...already..."<br/><br/>Niarra faintly heard a few of the words, but she didn't care. Instead, her eyes were fixed on the tail pressing against her friend's folds, and feeling the heightening desire flaring inside of her. A faint part of her objected as she wondered how it would feel, and what Lyla was thinking, to be so obviously enjoying herself...