you ain't gonna get too far
It’s easy to get her going - the room lends itself to quickly stoking the fires within, Frey as eager and wanting for their tithes as the participants within the four walls are. And in the interest of moving things along… Jata touches her clit and it seems to electrify something, sending sensations down to her toes, making her breath hitch in her chest. Her hands trail over his head, his hair, his shoulders, urging him onward before one hand comes up to her breasts as she moans.
More stimuli will send her over the edge more quickly, and in the haze of pleasure, her fingers find pert, pale pink nipples and roll them between her fingers, pinching and pulling as the waves come from his mouth. Her hips roll. Thighs tremble. Syllables start and stop and words go unstead as Frey’s magic seeps into her pores.
Where she might normally require twice - or even three times - the time he spends with his mouth buried between her thighs, Lily is able to cum rather quickly now, gasping and bucking and mewling her climax into the air, sending it up to the Herald.
That’s one she thinks as she comes back down - surprisingly ready to go again. This time, in a different way.
{PP her however you like!}
