Viora lay on the floor, still panting, her thick thighs trembling around the curved dildo still buried inside her.
She looked at the toys scattered around them, then at Lor.
"Are we… done?" she asked quietly, voice a little hoarse. "All the toys are used…"
Lor looked at her, then down at his own cock, still rock hard and throbbing. He gave a small shake of his head.
"All the toys were used," he said calmly. "But the Light isn't satisfied with you yet, Viora. You felt good… but I'm still left like this." He pointed to his hard cock, standing thick and heavy between his legs.
Viora's eyes widened. She swallowed. "What… what should I do then?"
Lor's voice was low. "Maybe making me release the tension in here will help please the Light."
Viora hesitated for a second, then nodded.
"Fine…" she whispered. She slowly crawled toward him on her hands and knees, her green hair falling messily over her shoulders.
Her firm breasts swayed as she moved.
