Raxta was soon rocking lightly atop Herrick, little moans and whimpers escaping her as heat spread through her body and chills raced down her, clear to her toes. She was close, painfully close, and so she pulled back to let Xoco work Herrick's cock as she focused on reaching her own release, her head thrown back and spine arched. It was too much, that combination of his tongue and his fingers, two very different sensations blending in such an unbearably perfect way, and it only made her want all of him that much more.
"H-Herrick, yes...just like that, just like--oh goddess!" she whimpered, hips working against him, and that was the last thing she was capable of speaking before she let out a moaning cry as her body was rocked with powerful shudders that stole her breath away. She collapsed forward, grabbing onto his thighs to keep upright, her tail lifted ramrod straight and entire body trembling, head to toe.
And all the while Xoco watched them, Herrick's cock deep in her mouth as she bobbed on him and stroked, rough tongue sliding along him. Panting for breath, Raxta met her eyes and gave a shaky, lopsided smile before she leaned in and lapped at Herrick's cock when Xoco lifted up.
"Careful," she whispered, breathless and panting. "He does not come like us. When he does, he will fill your mouth with his milk. It is easier to drink it when he does."