Vaelora's thighs kept squeezing and releasing around my hand, her moans muffled against Titania's tongue, body shaking harder with each passing second.
The wet, squelching sounds of fingers sliding in slick heat mixed with their heavy breathing and the occasional whimper;
Titania's deeper, needier groans contrasting Vaelora's higher, more surprised gasps.
Their pleasure valve built fast. Vaelora orgasmed first; hard and sudden, her whole body locking up as a straight spurt of clear fluid gushed out around my finger, soaking my hand and dripping down onto the sheets.
She wasn't used to cumming like that; it was probably her first real orgasm ever.
Her knees buckled, and she collapsed forward onto the bed, chest heaving violently, breaths coming in ragged pants.
I looked at her sprawled form again.
Heh.
She really had real flesh now: pink-black hair clinging to her sweaty face in damp strands, chest rising and falling rapidly, small breasts quivering with each inhale.
