A messy morning

The two hapless beauties groggily awake early the following morning.

The morning's first rays of sunshine caress their naked bodies, although they're already very warm, thanks to each other.

The air is thick with the smell of their mutual need, and each woman is practically drowning in a sea of the other's juices.

Silvia's face is buried in Hilda's hairy snatch, with her nose dipping in deep enough to part the human woman's plump, puffy pussy lips. Of course, that means Hilda's sweet, tangy honey got smeared all over Silvia's face and has even seeped into the dangling strands of the drow's hair.

Hilda, as the woman on the bottom, is fairing about the same. Silvia's bountiful booty surrounds Hilda's face, ensuring there is no escape from the little drow's deliciously meaty ass (not that anyone would want to escape from such a sweet treat). Her lips are pressed against the gate to the dark elf's last remaining treasure, unintentionally resulting in Hilda kissing her former foe's most private place.

Well, not that it's all that private any more. Silvia is just as leaky as our slutty surface dweller, and has drenched Hilda's face and hair in her own erotic cream.

As the two slowly stir (Hilda had never been a morning person, and Silvia... well, it's not like they had a morning in the Underdark), each one gradually regains their senses and becomes aware of their naughty situation and tries to will themself from simply giving in to their baser needs and partaking of the scrumptious carnal bounty presented to them.