She lets out a sigh that is also a laugh at the tug of war that Ankh so often plays with himself. She just gently reaches out to take hold of Eiji by both ass cheeks and pull him into Ankh and Ankh into her. "Ahhhnn," she hums, "Play nice, Ankh. Let's let Eiji set the rhythm, hm?" She pulls them in again, not bothering to be gentle with any of them as she presses them all together as close as is possible.