[She's doing well to torture him. Her snaking tail is impossibly warm and writhing around his cock in just the right way, a reward for the continuous ministrations of his tongue without threatening to push him right over the edge. Oh, yes, he has quite decided that he likes her tail. Who would have known?
He drinks deep, laves his tongue flat against her clit at the same rhythm as directed, and moans in time with her stroking. A little louder, a little louder; she may as well feel the vibrations from his own pleasure, a nice little side effect to bolster her own.]
[ everyone likes a tiefling's tail when they're in the bedroom with one. after all, they're exceptionally clever with it. about as clever as he is being with his mouth. he has her biting her lip and tossing her head, lashes fluttery and heavy and her voice gone jagged when she answers his moaning. like this, he works her right up to the thinnest edge—
and her voice breaks around a blissful, indulgent sigh as orgasm finally takes her. slow and warm, to start, and only gaining momentum as she goes. her body quivers hard, hips bucking, so he might want to brace her or risk a damaged nose. ]
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He drinks deep, laves his tongue flat against her clit at the same rhythm as directed, and moans in time with her stroking. A little louder, a little louder; she may as well feel the vibrations from his own pleasure, a nice little side effect to bolster her own.]
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and her voice breaks around a blissful, indulgent sigh as orgasm finally takes her. slow and warm, to start, and only gaining momentum as she goes. her body quivers hard, hips bucking, so he might want to brace her or risk a damaged nose. ]