Stripping down, Iskana put on a show, slowly sliding down her pants, wriggling her hips as they went, "Pix, I wouldn't worry about just grinding on it for now, you'll be getting it soon enough." Pulling her tank top over her head, she put her clothes on the seat she had previously occupied, and strode over to Doll and Pix. Lining her shaft up with Dolls sopping hole, Iskana grabbed onto her, one hand on her hip, the other up on her shoulder, pressing Pix into the harpy, "I hope you know what you're getting into, because it's too late to back out now." Not waiting for a response, she slammed her hips forward, burying her cock in Doll, slowly pulling back until just the tapered tip remained, before thrusting back in, finding a quick rhythm, bouncing Pix with each slap of her hips against Doll.