Tiryna Sits on his Face Again

Melinir's breath was ragged as he answered, his body taut with anticipation. Tiryna's fingers moved to her own sex, teasing the wet flesh down there.

She pulled away from him, her eyes still locked onto his. “Maybe I'll decide later.”

With that, she stood up, leaving Melinir alone on the bed, his erection straining against the bonds. He could hear her moving around the tent, the sound of her body, the snap of the rope, and the rustle of clothing.

And then... silence.

Melinir stared at the ceiling, wondering what was happening on the other side of the tent. He could feel the adrenaline surging through him, his heart pounding in his chest. He was at the mercy of this woman, his body aching for release, his mind consumed with lust and desire.

Tiryna emerged from the shadowy corner of the tent, her body glistening with sweat and the remnants of their passionate encounter. She walked towards the bed, her eyes locked onto Melinir's.

"Your lust is consuming you," she said softly, her voice velvety and sultry. "You crave me, don't you?"

Melinir couldn't speak, his desire for Tiryna overwhelming him. He could only nod, his eyes never leaving hers.

She approached the bed, her body language confident and dominant. He fell back onto the bed, his body taut with anticipation.

"Now," she said, her voice low and seductive. "Do you want me to take you?"

Melinir nodded, his mind consumed by the need to feel Tiryna's warmth around him, to experience the pleasure of being inside her.

Tiryna smiled, a wicked glint in her eyes. "I thought you'd never ask."

She climbed onto the bed, her body glistening with sweat and arousal. She straddled Melinir, her eyes locked onto his as she positioned herself over him, the head of his cock rubbing against her pussy, but not entering.

"Are you ready for me, Melinir?" she asked, her voice low and seductive.

Melinir could only nod, his eyes wide with desire.

Tiryna leaned her head down, her lips brushing against his, but she kept her hips up, his cock rubbing against her.

She began to move, her hips rocking back and forth, her pussy sliding over his cock. He could feel her every movement, his pleasure building with each passing second.

Tiryna's hands were tangled in his hair, guiding his movements as she kissed him. She climbed up the bed again, she looked down into his eyes with a cheeky smirk as she lowered her pussy to his lips again.

Her moans grew louder, her hips bucking against his face as he continued to pleasure her.

Meanwhile, Melinir's cock was straining below, begging for release. He wanted nothing more than to be inside Tiryna, to feel her around him.

But it appeared Tiryna was not ready for that. She wanted him to experience her fully, to taste every part of her before she allowed him to possess her. She continued to grind against his face, her moans growing louder with each passing moment.

Melinir could feel his own desire building up, his cock throbbing with need. He knew he was close to losing control, but he could not resist the pleasure that flowed through him with every movement Tiryna made.

Tiryna's body stiffened, her moans turning into a long, drawn-out wail. Melinir could feel her pussy pulsing around his mouth, waves of pleasure washing over him. She orgasmed, her juices splashing onto his face and into his mouth, he licked them up.

“Time to sleep now, high elf. We’ll have more fun in the morning.