<i>As soon as her petals parted from his face and Darren's mouth was left unoccupied, he licked her juices off and chuckled. She was well inexperienced in this, he could say that much, however he found it charming how eager she was. With her hand creeping to his trousers, Darren placed his palm over her hand and guided it to the buttons of his garments, steadily unbuttoning them. Once finished, the leather bindings would reveal Darren's underpants - a pair of simple black boxers, doing a lazy job in containing his erect manhood, the tip already showing through them. He let go of her hand and spoke reassuringly.<br/>
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<b>"Just let yourself go... do what you feel comes naturally."</b><br/>
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He offered her a smile, gently shifting and sitting up so that he may be at chest-height with her while she stood, his tongue ever so gently licking and pecking her skin, from time to time teasing at her soft mounds of flesh. He then laid back, peeling away the boxers to his knees, revealing his member which stood in attention. He wasn't titan-sized or monstrously hung, but he was sure well endowed for an Elf, even one his size. He smiled at Draev, looking into her eyes as she spoke.<br/>
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<b>"Well if you allow me..."</b><br/>
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He ended with a slight grin, gazing over her form once more.</i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>