Things reach their natural conclusion

Dirk worked his magic on Syntharra and soon the dirty drow was babbling in her ancestral tongue as this skilled human brought her to the edge of orgasm again and again, but never let her cum.

Mystee was now filming the scene from her spot on the bed, one hand on the camera while the other held Pammy's head between her legs. Both of the goblin's hands were now firmly wedged in her own green cunny, any thoughts beyond sating her carnal needs now completely gone.

"P-please! N-No more!" Syntharra finally cried. "Cock! I need your cock! Gimme it!"

Without a word, the man flipped the director over, causing her to yelp in surprise.

"I want to take you like this," he said as he lay atop her, face to face.

"Y-yes! Oh please! Yes!" Syntharra cried, tears of joy running down her cheeks as she felt him enter her.

Sure, for humans missionary was considered the 'boring' position, but to drow it was almost taboo! Letting a man control the action and dominate the woman?! Well... let's just say 'Drow + Missionary' were two of the most commonly combined search terms when it came to things dark elves looked up online.

"Harder! More!" Syntharra screamed as Dirk rhythmically pounded her.

She was close now. She could feel it. She locked her legs around him as the pressure built within.

Syntharra looked Dirk in the eyes and knew he was there too.

"Cumming! I'm cum--" She started to squeal before the human silenced her with a passionate kiss.

That was it. It was over.

Syntharra screamed into Dirk's mouth. Her pussy clenched down hard, **** to milk Dirk for all he was worth as the rest of her body convulsed.

Dirk let out a primal, mighty roar just like the barbarians of old likely had as he blasted his seed into the eager woman beneath him.

Mystee moaned aloud as Pammy kissed her clit, pushing the two of them over the edge as well. Their combined cries of ecstasy blowing out the audio on the camcorder.

It was over. Syntharra had finally tried her first human... and she liked it.