Gasping as the waffle half was knocked away, Gabrielle's eyes trailed after it. It had taken a lot of work to make that! Picking it back up, she oofed as she was knocked over backwards. Finding herself staring up at the ceiling, she reached up to brush away her long hair out of her face. Before her hand could get there, she was jerked back towards Lisa.
"Heey, Heee-eeeeeey," she began to protest, ending in a moan as the tongue touched her folds.
Gasping and moaning, the French woman wasn't going to resist. Sometimes the Chaser was too fast for her, Veela speed or not. Eating Lisa's half of the waffle, she didn't want it to go to waste.
"Mmm, more," she moaned, an almost electrical current filling the room...the bonding had begun.