<div class="floatleft">(http://i68.tinypic.com/2s0gyz5.jpg)</div><strong>Tashiel Averlorn</strong><br/><br/>The wolfman's seed had supernatural properties, something that made it so that the climax from it erupting inside of her was more powerful than anything she'd ever experienced.  It would be impossible for any mortal power to make her come as hard as she did then.<br/><br/>But Senna certainly came close.<br/><br/>Given enough time, Tashiel's senses might have begun to recover on their own.  However, Senna's actions quickly plunged her into a state of constant ecstasy.  Her restraint had long since vanished, torn away by the powers of the seed.  As such, as Senna's tongue plunged into her again and again, she gave in fully, wantonly, opening herself to her friend.<br/><br/>"Yes, yes!"  Tashiel cried, again and again.  Her whole body writhed, naturally sensual, the swordswoman's athletic frame moving sinuously as she was stimulated.  Her back arched, her hips rocked, her brown hair swirled around her face like a cloud.  Again and again, Senna could feel her inner walls spasm, her slit almost unbelievably wet, as she came again and again, helpless against Senna's skilled ministrations.  Her hands briefly left Senna's hair, coming up to cup her own generous breasts, playing with them for a few moments, before dropping down to gently hold Senna's head once more as, yet again, her body tightened in climax.