As their lips meet again and again in a hungry dance of desire, the servant girl feels herself falling deeper under Onlah's spell. Her body responds eagerly to each touch, every caress sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. She clings to Onlah, needing more, wanting to feel every inch of her body against hers.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she presses herself closer, arching into the other woman's touch. "Onlah..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from desire and pleasure. "

Her name slips from the servant girl's lips like a sweet prayer, and it sends shivers down Onlah's spine. She moans deep in her throat as she feels the other woman's body pressed against hers, arching into each touch with eager abandon. The pleasure coursing through her is unlike anything she's ever experienced before, and it drives her onward, making her hungrier for more.