"<i>Expert.</i>" The word bounced around in his head for a moment, soon forgotten as Mary's lips work their way down along his shaft. It had already began to bulge and thicken, his heartbeat dully pulsating through it as her damp warmth enveloped him. The taste was mildly salty with a soft musky odor to accompany it, the elf more than fairly clean. He couldn't hold back the shiver that ran up his spine as he locked eyes with the half-elf and continued to lazily stroke her hair, his hand moving back through the soft locks before it dips to the side. Slowly he strokes her pointed ears tracing back and forth over the pointed tip with his index finger. He wasn't entirely certain how to react other than to watch, locking eyes with the woman as his member fully stiffened in her mouth adding a couple more inches to it's length.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>