“You and I are<i>completely</i>different,” the demon finally spoke when the warm breeze of breath caressed the bottom of her chin. She slipped a couple of fingers under the neckline of the woman’s loose tank top and shifted its right side down, until it fully exposed the plentiful breast. The purple nipple, its huge areola, the metal ring, and the tingling iron chain briefly brushed the side of Gwenda’s bare chest and ended up in plain sight for the rest of the tavern to view.<br/><br/>“I’m not<i>ashamed</i>of myself,” Gwenda went on, her right hand now on the woman’s blushing cheek, “How could there possibly be<i>anything</i>in common between us? I have a<i>cock</i>—”<br/><br/>The tip rubbed hard against the woman’s belly and caused the succubus’ soft voice to squeal. She reached lower with her left hand to emphasize her point, “And you have a—”<br/><br/>Gwenda’s eyes opened wider and she abruptly stopped as her fingers pressed onto the warm piece of meat under the draenei’s shorts, where she had managed to slip her hand.<br/><br/>“Well fuck me,” the succubus whimpered. Despite the surprise, she took a tight grip of the draenei’s member, her own still pressed tight against the purple skin, and gently stroke the slowly erecting shaft, “I see your<i>point</i>now, but my mistress is not into that sort of thing. She’s not into any sort of thing, in fact, so don’t waste your time.”<br/><br/>When the pressure in the draenei’s pants grew too strong, Gwenda squeezed her hand out and took a grip of the woman’s jeweled horns with both hands in order to move the head more easily, positioned it in front of her own face, and leaned forward for a soaking wet lick along the chin and the right cheek.<br/><br/>“I’m sure you’ll find a nice tight cunt to stick it in,” Gwenda concluded and released the woman from her grip.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>