Sylvia goes in for the kill.

The svelte elf hunter pulls herself back until she is sat upright upon your chest. With nimble fingers she eagerly discards her belt and skirt, then pulls her tunic over her head, throwing it to the corner in one smooth motion. She pauses a moment to let you take in her naked form. The firelight dances across the grey skin of her pert, little breasts emphasising nipples already swollen with arousal. Between her legs lies a mound of black hair, smooth as silk.

Reaching back she finds you hard, undoes your cord belt and pulls down your trousers just far enough to free your member, which brushes her buttocks as it rises. Never breaking eye contact, Sylvia raises herself on her knees and brings herself into position, guiding your cock to her waiting hole with her free hand. As the tip brushes against her lips you feel heat radiating from inside her, hot as a furnace indeed. Hot moist droplets gather on the head and run in rivulets down your shaft.

A wicked grin comes across Sylvia's face, she takes up your hands and places then astride her hips. "I think even an silly Farmboy like you knows what to do now. In fact for you it'll be just like old times; ploughing deep then planting your seed." As she let out a brief giggle at her wit the vibrations ripple through her body, jiggling her breasts and flowing through to your cock pressed against her pussy. The sensation was ecstatic and in those brief seconds you feel the shared knowledge of a million generations of humans flow into you. A primal knowledge, filling you with an understanding, beyond the walls of comprehension as to your purpose. The burning desire to procreate, to spread your seed deep within a fertile womb. The need overriding your senses every bit as much as the wine had.

Your hands grip the elf maiden tight around her hips. She bites her lip gently. You pull her pelvis down forcefully as you thrust your own hips up to meet them. Nothing could have prepared you for such an exquisite sensation. Sylvia's moist entrance had given way to a scorching tunnel of soft wet flesh. It's walls undulated and convulsed, caressing your shaft like a thousand wet kisses. She begins to grind her hips against yours and you respond by thrusting your cock in and out.

Soon you are both panting and moaning heavily. Sweat runs in great droplets down both your bodies, causing Sylvia's inhuman flesh to shine in the firelight. It does not take long before you feel a tension growing in your shaft and your pleasure building to its crescendo. The uncomfortable cold stone floor had helped distract you for a while, but it could do only so much and when Sylvia bent over to place a single dark nipple in your mouth it had been its match. Embracing the nipple with your lips, you flick it playfully with your tongue, all while ploughing faster and harder than ever before. To your surprise, Sylvia's slick cunt begins to spasm around your cock, her whole body writhing under the pleasure. Throwing her head back she screams out incomprehensible words in ancient elvish, her eyes turn milky white and her whole body emits an ethereal glow. You erupt inside her as the walls of her vagina clamp around your cock. You were deep within her, yet when you withdraw a small amount of your seed leaks down the inside of her leg.

She lays back on the shadowsilk cloak, seemingly unaware of her surroundings, a hand absent-mindedly moves to rest over her womb as she mutters to herself in elvish.