In her sweet sex again

With a moan of hunger you pin Tri'lanna beneath your body. You can feel the thickness of your manhood pressing against her smooth flat belly and the feeling of her skin against yours is divine. Maybe some other time you will have her use her mouth on you, but for now you need a repeat of this morning's wonders.

Tri'lanna is still enflamed from your caresses and her hips rock and twist under yours as she presses her wet mound against your cock. All day long you have been lusting after this fey beauty and you finally have her just where you want her, panting and squirming under your chest.

Thomas' stories of his exploits in the brothels of Elohim would indicate that there was little in a sexual nature that elves would or could not do, and your imagination goes wild, but the feeling of her slight body under yours as you press into her, stretching her open for the second time today is all you could ask for.

Luckily she is as slick as can be with the juices of her climax and her petals open easily giving you access to her tight tunnel. As you press into her she calls out words that you do not understand, but when she wraps her legs around your back you have no doubt what she wants. Thomas was right you think as you press deeper and deeper into he body. Soon well more than half of your rod is embedded between her silky thighs and still she is rocking against you like a sex starved mistress trying to please her lover.

One of your hands grips a handful of her shining platinum hair holding her firmly as you press deeper into her, your other hand curls around her raised thigh marveling at the firmness of her leg and ass as you thrust. The elf is moaning with each thrust, whimpering as you draw back and then crying out as you drive deeper into her. You wonder if she has ever felt a cock like yours, it is much longer than the goblin's rods and judging by how tight her passage feels probably thicker than any of her elven lover's.

The feeling of her mouth this morning bobbing up and down on your shaft was wonderful, but nothing when compared to the tightness of her sheath squeezing your cock, the heat of her juices as you drive into her and the feeling of her heels kicking against you from behind. There is nothing like the feeling of wild sex to drive all other thoughts from your mind. Your quest for the Druids could take more than a month, and having a partner like Tri'lanna will help ease the burden that you carry.

Forgotten are the horrors of your destroyed town, and the loss of Melena the next morning. Washed away were the hours of exhausted hiking through the path of destruction left by the monstrous horde. The memories of the village you left just this morning with the burnt and half eaten bodies and the smell of **** fade away as you thrust again and again into Tri'lanna's core. You can feel her insides stretch to accommodate your entire length as your hips grind against hers, she is moaning and gasping with growing need as you feel your own control start to waver.

Again, like this morning you realise that you should pull out, this is a dreadful time for anyone to become pregnant, especially this elf carrying a human blooded child. However the thought of new life growing after all the **** you have seen urges you on.

Which argument prevails, reason or new life?