315 Big Booby Elf (R18+) (NSFW) 2/2

Tiffania opens her mouth and allows the rod to rest on her tongue, her eyes closing and her face becoming one of concentration as she begins massaging Michael with her tongue. He himself lets out a groan, but despite how hot and wet her mouth was, she wasn't good enough to get him to release.

Still, it felt heavenly, the sucking sensation, her tongue, the occasional scrap of her teeth... Two minutes pass and his member was utterly soaked in her saliva. She'd attempted to take the whole thing into her mouth, but her gag-reflex stopped that from happening.

"Are ready them, Tiff?" he acts as he extracts his cock from her lips, the girl almost trying to follow it before she realises what he'd said.

"Y-yes... P-please, take me..."

He nods, returning to his position between her legs with his rod resting on her puffy mound. "Are you sure? I won't let you go after this..." he states, and she nods.

With that damning confirmation, he grabs his cock and rubs the head against her lower lips, she gives a shiver as it passes her clip, but her body tenses up further as he finds her entrance. He pushes it slightly and Tiffania lets out a groan as the head enters and encounters resistance.

"Relax, Tiff. I've got you." he says sweetly as he holds her waist and steadily increases the pressure.

"Ah-oww!" she yelps as he finally breaks through, his rod sliding halfway inside of her incredibly wet and hot depths. Her muscles clench around it and make it almost difficult to move backwards. Thus, he just decides to continue, giving a final thrust that forces the rest of his cock into her.

Both of them let out groans as this happens, Michael having to pull out and cum on her stomach before he accidentally releases inside of her. A baby was not something they could deal with right now, so he makes a mental note to acquire an infertility spell of some kind.

His cock was covered in a light layer of blood, but Tiffania was more focussed on the white sticky fluid on her stomach, her hand scooping some up and putting it into her mouth.

"Tiff, what...?" he murmurs as he observes her tasting the semen on her tongue...

"Medresi said that you'd want me to do this... Do you not like it?" she asks, looking somewhat concerned.

He shakes his head, "No, in fact, it's hot as hell!" he says before looking back down at her pussy, "You ready to continue?"

She nods and holds her arms out wide to embrace him, "Come."

He slides inside her again, this time without any hesitation. He embraces her to his chest and kisses her deeply as he moves his hips, getting small moans from her with each movement.

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoes throughout the room as his movements get more and more intense. He kisses her neck hard and gropes her chest, causing her legs to wrap around his waist as she cums for the second or third time, her cunt almost crushing his cock as her muscles spasm.

Twenty seconds later, she goes limp, but Michael doesn't stop. He pulls out and rolls her onto her front and plunges back into fo her, his hands roughly groping her chest as he pounds her from behind, the exhausted girl only manages to give out quiet moans in response as he presses her beneath him and goes to town.

Ten more minutes pass like this, and Michael pulls out and cums on Tiffania's back. She doesn't give a response, so he just takes a moment to admire her bright red ass that'd clearly taking a beating from his care... Apparently, she was a little too fragile for spanking, for now at least.

"Tiff, you ready for more?" he was tired himself, but he refused to back down until either his cock or legs stopped working.

"Uh..." she breathes and sends a look over her shoulder at him.

"I'll take that as a yes." he grins, giving a light slap to her thigh before thrusting inside again...

An hour and a half later, both were utterly exhausted with Michael acting as the big spoon atop the soiled sheets. It was kind of uncomfortable to lay on the damp fabric, but both were simply too tired to move or change them.

He hugs her closer, arms resting under her breasts as their legs tangled together, "Regret it yet?"

She pushes her head into her pillow, "A bit... Did you have to slap me so hard?"

"Do you have to be so hot? You damn succubus?" he chuckles and blows some air on her long ear.

Her body tenses up in reaction and she playfully slaps his arm, "No! If we do anymore I'll have to stay in bed all day tomorrow." she says.

"Oh? Is that an invitation?" he asks, kissing the back of her neck.

...

"I love you." she earnestly says, resting her back against him.

"Love you too, Tiff. Alright, let's sleep, there's a morning lecture by Tolfdir that I'm not gonna miss."

Unfortunately for both of them, despite the walls being thick enough to block sounds between rooms, the doors weren't so well made... Everyone on the bottom floor of the Hall of Attainment had heard them. And they'd certainly let the duo know in the morning.

The two drift to sleep, with Michael not even doing his nightly sessions with his Spirits due to how tired he was. He was sure they'd understand, who could resist a big booby elf after all?

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*Knock! Knock! Knock!*

Michael's awoken by frantic knocking on his and Tiffania's door. The elf in his arms hadn't woken up, but it was only a matter of time considering how loud the intruder was... "It's locked! Go away!"

*BANG!*