Alyssa tightened her fingers around Pokora's neck and resumed tormenting the Elf's clit with her tail.
The Archer gasped and her hips buckled.
"Take a deep breath for me," Alyssa whispered, licking an ear.
Pokora complied, breathing in to max capacity, then letting it out.
"Grab my tail, now," the healer requested.
Pokora moved her hands to the limb between her legs and grasped it.
"Good girl," the Luzo praised. "I'll stop when your let go of it, got it?"
"Okay..." she breathed out, excited to the brim.
One would be innocent to a fault to believe Pokora had never masturbated in her 49 years of life. The last year alone she did it more times than when she lived on Earth.
Still, the moment of realization came to her when she saw Yolin choke Natasha. The memory of the futa choking her in the forest while the two fucked rushed back to her, and, despite their first meeting was definitely violent, she had requested it in the spur of the moment to overwrite it.
