Wendy moaned into that kiss as she felt Treats' hands run over her body, her own hands coming up to caress the dwarf's luscious breasts as they locked lips.  The kiss had to be broken soon afterwards, however, as the halfling adjusted her position, twisting around in the tantrist's lap and moving one of those hands from her breast down her body.  She clearly remembered how the other woman had moaned from just a touch between her legs the night before, when she had wiped off a bit of that monster jizz.  How, then, would she react to a more determined approach, an actual rubbing motion, fingers running gently up and down over those lower lips?<br/><br/>The halfling was betting that it would be quite the sight to see...