<span style="color: DarkRed"><i>"Mmm... Can't say I've met a woman as spirited as you before, but, mmm, I'm quite enjoying it."</i></span><br/><br/>Thuren says, before lowering his head to her chest and beginning to lick at her in the same manner she had teased him, barely even touching her with his tongue, just enough to be taunting without being passionate, an aloof and enjoyable torture. His mouth traced a pattern across her exposed chest and stomach, ringing around her navel and passes right under her breasts, close enough that the wet softness of his tongue can be felt grazing them by the slightest fraction, before he moves towards her neck. Once there he truly begins, kissing her on the sensitive spots to the side and at the base of her throat, nipping at her gently with his teeth.<br/><br/>He's kneeling atop her, his bent legs spread far enough apart to provide him with a solid stance, on that would be hard to overturn like he had done to her, and he sits atop her knees, pinning them down.<br/><br/>Without looking, he reaches his right hand around her and traced his way down the small of her back, following the small groove where her buttocks start downwards with teasing slowness, until his index finger is almost touching her pretty little asshole, pressing down with just enough pressure that she can feel it's presence there, so close and yet so far from pleasuring her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>