Hesitantly, the succubus had to break eye contact again, quickly restoring it each time, as she took on the task of figuring out how to undo at least some of the clothing on the girl, who clearly wasn’t dressed with convenience in mind regarding the general habits of the tavern. To get rid of the underdress that Gwenda so badly wanted gone, it turned out, the bodice would have to go first, and so the demoness’ sly fingers began to undo its straps, perhaps to an alarming degree had the girl paid attention. By the time the succubus was done, the string that held the front of the bodice together had been pulled off entirely, and had somehow ended up in the sweaty hands of a human sailor, who then put it into use as a hairband for a busty orcess so as to fully enjoy her intense treatment without the messy hair constantly getting in the way of the furious bobbing of her head.<br/><br/>While Gwenda eased the bodice over each of the girl’s shoulders at a time and helped her arms through, the naked demoness stood so close now that the entire length of her cock rested against the belly of the white underdress and she could feel the edge of the girl’s petticoat on the smooth skin of her swollen balls. With one look over Ami’s shoulder, the succubus gave a playful wink at a blood elf girl, who briefly tip-toed behind the unsuspecting young woman and grabbed the bodice as it dropped towards the floor. Without a sound, it was gone, and the sweetheart in Gwenda’s arms would never know how it had happened. At the goblin bruiser who still seemed convinced that the demoness was up to no good, Gwenda tilted her head as a gesture that said, ‘What? It’s<i>possible</i>she’ll get it back, of course, so it technically isn’t stealing, which you should continue to believe as you pay no attention to the elf who’s just about to leave behind your back.’<br/><br/>Now with a lighter top, the shape of Ami’s bust pressed softly against the succubus’ bare chest as Gwenda leaned in for even tighter an embrace and helped Ami’s hands onto her own lithe hips, so the tips of the girl’s fingers could get a proper feel of the softness and the smoothness of succubus’ flawless skin. Then, almost as a compulsion, the succubus pushed forward so the girl had to take a step back for balance, and Gwenda pressed her lips against Ami’s, seeking the girl’s tongue with her own, all the while groping for a way to undo the white shift blouse. The demoness moaned warmly into the girl’s mouth, lowered her tail and clenched it with the small cheeks of her butt, while the wings closed in around the two young women for just a moment of pretend privacy. The kiss ended with a smile, the demoness’ hands resting on the girl’s shoulders, wrapped from behind and from under the arms. The fingers began to stretch the neckline slowly, until it was wide enough to slip around the girl’s shoulders, gradually revealing more and more of her chest as the blouse she wore peeled down.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>