Once Musubi's fake shaft had buried itself all the way in, she heard Elisabeth speaking again.  "O...okay.  I'll try and remember that next time."  Take it slow.  She could definitely go with that.  She was probably going to need it at least a few more times if Elisabeth was going to take her back there on at least a semi-regular basis.  "I-I have no doubt that you have," the catgirl replied to her statement about having done more.  The woman, it sounded like, had had fun on a regular basis for a dozen years, how could she not have?<br/><br/>"Anger?"  A moment of being taken aback.  "No, no...I could never really be angry at you.  Annoyed, yes, upset, maybe, but never angry..."  She leaned forward and reached around, her hands falling onto Elisabeth's breasts, gently starting to rub them as she pulled her hips back and forth, slowly pumping inside, gaining momentum.  The mage woman would find that, like the woman herself, her style of being 'the man' was soft, gentle, caressing.