Notes

(Orella Ash) Orella looked down, smiling at the expression found on the little miqote thudding away against her stomach. "I think she likes it." Orella hadn't planned on partaking. But. Well, when one had a miqote at their hips with an open mouth, one didn't ignore it. The au'ra lowered her hands, and unbuckled her belt, tugging what had till this point being pinned down against her undergarments. A second cock joined in the fun. A little shorter than Elvia's, but none the less good enough for a little >
(Orella Ash) > miqote whores waiting mouth. The owner pulled back, took her member and aimed, sliding forward, letting her cock push snuggly along the tongue, muffling the panting miqote nicely. Orella didn't need to move, Eliva's bucking hits pushed her new cocksleeve wonderfully about the length. "Elvia." she cooed, raising her head up, casually smiling across at the midlander. "Care to join me?" Orella asked, bringing a hand down in a sharp smack, against the miqote's back, leaving a smear of blood as >
(Orella Ash) > as she made sure the first strike was against the lashed spot. The second one came about her side. And a third. A Forth. Orella slapped away with a soft hum, watching the red handprint come and go.