Silver Wolf looks up at Kafka with surprise but doesn't protest as the older woman takes control. Her hands find their way to Kafka's hips, pulling her closer still. "Go ahead," she urges breathily. "I want you to."

Kafka leans down, her lips parting as she prepares to taste Silver Wolf for the first time. She dips her tongue into the girl's warmth, lapping at her gently before sucking harder on her clit.

Silver Wolf moans loudly as Kafka works her magic, the pleasure building up inside of her almost too much to bear. Her hips buck against Kafka in rhythm with her gasps for air. She reaches down between them, finding her own wetness and spreading it over Kafka's fingers as they move in a blur between their bodies.

"K-Kaf...ka..." she pants, eyes rolling back in her head. "I'm gonna cum..."