Recompense

Kneeling in front of her wife was new territory for the newly minted high elf woman. “Use your tongue.” You snap. Her head moves forward slowly, mouth opening, her tongue extending hesitatingly. The shopkeeper felt the hot breath of her former husband on her hot cunt. She hadn’t ever imagined something like this ever before, this stranger had changed him. You grab a handful of her hair and push her to close the distance.

“Shameful.” You begin to guide her head up and down. The dark haired shopkeeper moaned as the sensation of a wet tongue slid over her clit, already lubricated by your previous efforts. The taste of her wife’s cunt filled her mouth, as her own pussy began to drip down the inside of her thighs. You reached down behind the woman on all fours, fingers diving into the soaked hole.

She yelped into her wife’s cunt, as jolts of unexpected sensation rush through her. You push her face right back to work. “I didn’t tell you you could stop.” You let go of her hair and deliver a hard slap to her ass, hard. She yelps again, before restarting her efforts.

You position yourself behind the high elf, as the sounds of lapping wet noises fill the room. The dark haired beauty’s head was arched back as her former husband’s inexperienced, tongue lost it’s hesitation and began to make up for her inexperience with enthusiasm. A moan escaped her lips. You smiled. “Good, serve your wife.” You decide that you deserved some recompense, you’ve provided some equality to this relationship after all. You can imagine how many times he would come home, demanding service from his wife, never providing anything in return. Of course you deserve this. You fixed their marriage.

Your cock slides into her to the hilt, with no resistance, filling her completely. The sensation of her new, virgin cunt gripping you as she moans again to her wife’s hot cunt. “No! Don’t stop!” The dark haired shop woman moans as the tongue pulls away from her. Her legs wrapped around the pretty elf’s head pulling her face back into her cunt. Your fingers gripped the slender elf’s hips as you bury yourself in her.

You were gonna knock this high elf bitch up.

You slide in and out of her. You knew when you started this that you were going to leave her like this. Keep her in this form. **** the high elf bitch to carry your seed, and raise a drow child with her new mistress.

You pick up the pace, slapping her nearly non existent ass again. You should have made it bigger. You slap it again. The woman on the low table climaxes wrapping her thighs even tighter around her new wife’s head, flooding the elf’s mouth with fresh juices. She squirmed struggling to breathe, as your own pacing became frantic. The walls of her cunt squeeze your cock sending you over the edge, and triggering her own orgasm in the process as you paint her insides.