<a class="username" data-user-id="24928" data-username="@Illven" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/24928/">@Illven</a><br/><br/><b><span style="font-size: 18px">White Winged Griffon - Private Room</span></b><br/><br/>"Far better than having to sleep on the street."  Nareen said gratefully as she slipped into the room and avoiding being in the line of fire from the elf's next sneeze which she seemed to fight down with some effort.  "Isn't there a spell or anything...for that?"  She asked as politely as she could manage.  The human could almost feel the elf's eyes on her pale breasts, making her little charade so much easier.<br/><br/>At her host's suggestion she undid several button from the tightest part of her dress, just below her breasts.  They didn't fall so much as they seemed to jump forward having been released from their constraints.  Facing the elf she braced herself for the next sneeze but again the elf seemed to be getting control.  "I hope my confession isn't too boring for you, I really am a good girl, well most of the time.  My beau back in the village, well you know how boys are and I tell him and tell him we have to wait, but he has needs you know."  She went on as if confessing a mortal sin.  "So you know, I help him out from time to time."  She made a lewd<a class="link link--external" href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Np3NlR-3vA8/U1zXlqk4OvI/AAAAAAAAJHU/7X4bc-RLWak/s300-c/Air-JOBS_7.gif" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">gesture </a>with her hand and tongue.  "All girls do that don't they?"  She asked as innocently as she could manage.  "But when I'm alone, and I, you know, touch myself."  She paused for effect, watching the elf as she reached down and plucked another button loose then let her hand slide downward towards her nether region, but only briefly.  "I think about other girls, though I never even so much as fantasized about an elf.  Until now."