<span style="font-weight: bold">Delicia</span><br/><br/>"Oooh, ummm," the woman moans under Ryla's lips and fingertips. "Delicia," she murmurs. "I'm... Delicia." A transparant lie... but one that suggests the beautiful woman's state of mind, the direction of her thoughts. "I've somewhere we can go," she murmurs, tugging Ryla into the building. Clothes scatter lightly as she's pulled up the stairs, into the small private apartment.<br/><br/>Kisses shower Ryla's body, but it seems she's more interest in undressing herself than you, and soon, very soon, she's naked, standing a little back, presenting herself. Full lips, breasts, hips. Muscles, yes, but covered by delicious-looking smoothing layers of sexy flesh. Dew glistens on the soft fur covering her nethers, and she smiles, not a little shyly. "Good enough to eat?" She asks, temptingly. She clearly wants sex... and might not object to more.