Belle stretched languidly as Talanna positioned herself, reaching out with a foot to stroke the slaves'scalf with spread toes.  She stayed curled up next to Daniel, slowly stroking his face, nibbling his neck and ear as the elven woman slid onto him, and leaned forward into her braced position.  Not a wasted motion, utterly in control of herself despite her obvious arousal.  The self control, literally inhuman.  Would she allow herself to come?  The redhead was'nt sure, so she decided to help things along.  She slid onto her knees and began kissing the woman's flank, running her hands across thigh, buttocks and breasts.