Of course, Zylesen was in total control, but she would play at resisting and struggling against her puppet’s advances until they overpowered her. Milf porn Kyla shot him an encouraging smile. “Fel of a first match, Kyla,” Lonji told her, a distinct note of pride in his voice. When it resovled itself once more, she found herself facing the tall elf across the Duel Pit. “After lunch. Sudden orgasm wrenched control of Kyla’s body from her as her loins convulsed violently upon the night elf’s face. I think your odds are pretty good, Zyle.”
“Maybe you’re right,” Zylesen giggled, squishing her forearms up under her perky blood elf breasts with her hands together. The night elf whimpered softly as his manhood disapeared into Kyla’s body, tiny rivulets of her juices running down to his lavender sack. Kyla walked through it, drenching her body in the warm liquid, and as she emerged on the other side, the noise of the crowd rolled over her like something tangible.
