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You lean close, your tongue tracing along one side of his shaft while her mouth mirrors you on the other. His hands grip your breasts, firm and possessive, making your body arch toward him. You reach out, fingers slipping between her legs — and she responds with a quiet gasp, her own hand finding your slick heat in return. You serve him together, lips pressed to his length, bodies trembling under his touch.

You press your lips to her shaft, slow and deliberate, as the other girl joins you — your tongues meeting briefly before sliding down opposite sides. Her breath hitches as your hand trails lower, finding the warmth between her thighs while the other girl cups her chest. She twitches in your mouth, sensitive and flushed, as you both lavish her with attention from every angle.

You sink to your knees among the whispering leaves, your fingers gliding over your smooth, moon-kissed skin. With a soft exhale, you part your thighs, the faint glow of your elven markings pulsing in time with your breath. Every touch is graceful, deliberate — a ritualistic dance of self-worship. Your long ears twitch with each shiver as you circle your slick folds, murmuring ancient elvish words that deepen your pleasure. Nature itself seems to respond to your quiet moans, the air thick with enchantment.

You slide your hand down your body, your breath hitching as your fingertips graze over your slick heat. You're soaked — shamelessly, deliciously wet. You drag two fingers through the slippery mess, slowly pulling them back up to inspect the glistening trail. The sight makes your core clench. With a teasing smirk, you press those same fingers to your lips, tasting yourself, savoring your own arousal like a forbidden treat. You know they're watching. You want them to see exactly how ready you are.

You recline onto your back, letting the tension melt from your limbs as you slowly part your legs — no hands, no words, just a quiet, deliberate opening. The air kisses your bare skin, heightening every sensation as you feel your slickness glisten in the open. You tilt your hips slightly, letting your lips part naturally, unabashed and inviting. You don't need to touch — the way you lay there says it all: come look, come want, come closer.

You feel him tense, his breath hitch, the telltale stutter of climax. You ease back instinctively, expecting the heat to strike you — but it never does. The first spurt arcs past your shoulder, followed by more that scatter harmlessly over his stomach and the sheets. Not a single drop touches you. Still, the sight of him releasing so hard, so helplessly, leaves your own body flushed and aching. The tension lingers in the space between you — raw, unsatisfied, but thick with need.

You feel him lose control — the tightening of his muscles, the involuntary thrust of his hips. You ease back, expecting the finish… but nothing touches you. You blink as warm jets spurt past you, missing your skin entirely. It lands above you, on the sheets, across his belly, everywhere but you. The heat, the tension, the visual — it still leaves your body humming. But there's a strange emptiness in the space where his release should’ve met your skin. The moment hangs there, charged, yet untouched.

You cup his release in your palm, the warm, sticky liquid pooling temptingly. Slowly, deliberately, you lift your hand to your lips, letting a few thick drops slide down your fingers and onto your parted mouth. You tilt your head back, letting the slick warmth trickle down your chin and along your neck, your eyes locked on his with a sultry, inviting gaze. Every drop is a promise — a tease — a silent invitation that leaves no doubt you’re in control of this moment.

You grab his leg, line your strap-on up with his pussy, and thrust inside him. He quivers and moans as you steadily pick up the pace, fucking him faster and faster.

You hold his hair and look into his desperate eyes. You tell him exactly what you expect from him tonight: obedience and perfect behavior. Hopefully you won't have to punish him...

You look up at him with hungry eyes as you taste his wet pussy. The look on his face only goads you to go faster and make him feel even better.