Laying on top with her hands on Raven's chest, Helga's hips swayed up and down with a passionate rhythm. Keeping the youngster pinned with her hands, her pussy squeezed around his cock with every bounce. Her back arched backward and her lips pucked in from the tingling sensation against her womb, the pixie blonde barbarian rode the mage like a nymph.
"Ah! Fu…ck~" With a muffled groan escaping through her lips, a pair of golden wings sprouted out her back. For only a moment Raven saw them, as realizing what had happened, Helga's eyes widened and she pulled herself off his body.
Standing up beside the mage, Helga covered her breasts with one hand, and the other covered up her slightly bushy groin. Staring at each other with not a word spoken between the two, Helga retreated the wings back into her body and began picking her clothes off of the floor.
