Her soft whimper seemed so loud in the silence - and it was a needy, desperate sound, all feminine begging, a sound that indicated that she wanted more. "Oh... oh<em>yes</em>," she moaned, trembling like a leaf as he continued teasing her sex. Her wetness bid fair to soak his hand, and coat them with her shameless arousal, though Lhurriel was hardly in a mood to care.<br/><br/>"If you take off the rest of yours and my clothes while you're at it, I might be amenable," she whispered sweetly, finally undoing the lacings on his trousers and opening it just enough to let him spring out into her hand, hard and smooth. Lhurriel gripped his length hungrily. "But you can leave my stockings, I think... I just love the feel of stockings against my skin as I'm being taken, and taken hard." She leaned forward for a kiss, the look of lust on her face alluring and sensual.<br/><br/>"Don't you?"