Sweetwater gasped as her hips moved against their hostess's hand.  Her fingers danced attentivly against the night elf.  Just as she slipped one digit a little ways into the dark elf's channel her first introduction to breath-play startled her into a mini-climax.<br/><br/>Even in the midst of the startling new sensation, she managed to note Rhea tightening, the fingers on her breast clenching.<br/><br/>As the startled delight passed, she turned and ducked too clain the bright elf's lips.  "Hexla," she whispered, "Thank you for showing me that.  Let's not do it again tonight, okay?"