Lyari didn't say anything further.  She didn't need to.  The heated, penetrating gaze she gave Shamlen showed more desire than any phrase could have ever implied.  Her full lips curled into a smile as she slid from his lap and knelt before him.  The girl continued to stare into his beautiful eyes as she pulled at the belt and cords keeping his pants on.  With a swift tug, the girl had yanked his pants clean away.  She pulled them from his legs and feet to leave them on the floor nearby.  Her hands fell to Shamlen's knees before she finally broke eye contact to see how he fared further south.<br/><br/>It was little surprise that the man was absolutely magnificent.  Still not completely hard, he stood a full 9 inches long and incredibly thick.  It was the sort of thing you'd see on a minotaur, not a human; especially not an elf.  Lyari purred as she took the length in her hands and felt its smooth warmth.  She leaned down and kissed the head gently, her pink tongue lapping playfully at the slit.  With another gaze up into Shamlen's eyes, Lyari took his entire head into her mouth and sucked rhythmically.