Meanwhile, Erik's lust was rapidly rising. Currently, he was hilted inside a delirious Anne's, softly spasming throat, but that was far from enough to finish him off.
Anne had certainly cleaned him up
He appreciated what Elora was doing, but he also felt a quickly rising need to do unleash himself on someone. Emma's continuous attention to his balls certainly wasn't helping the issue.
There was no way Elora didn't feel his impatience and lust, but for some reason, she ignored them. Instead, she turned back to her life-sized form, and grabbed the delirious Anne's head, before softly pulling her off the pole inside her, so that she could breathe again.
Erik's cock sprang free to challenge the ceiling again. The only fluid left on it now was Anne's saliva, but it also felt very lonely, horny, and unattended now.