<strong>Name;</strong>Eldrith Lightstone<br/><strong>Location;</strong>The Prancing Pony, private room<br/><strong>Tagged;</strong>Morgul the Necromancer<br/><br/>The tongue sucks that followed from Morgul had Eldrith's toes curling in enjoyment, her sea green eyes opening as she continued to kiss and straddle the big black mage before her.  Light and dark tended to not get along, but there were always exceptions to the rules.  This was one of them.  The feel of his chest against her breasts before she had laid down still lingered, as did the feel of his lips against her neck, his hands making her melt on the inside.  Soon she found herself not on her back, but on top of the Goliath, his hot body far better than the cold bed had been, and her soft moans of pleasure were evidence of that fact as he picked up where he left off with some quite sage words of wisdom.  She groaned but nodded her agreement, feeling a bit of a blush form on her fair face since she had forgotten, temporarily, such a simple fact.  It made sense that it'd apply to sex as well.  Their lips finding each other again, Eldrith moaned and closed her sea green orbs again, sucking on his bottom lip with her own before she let her tongue duel with his again, gasping softly when his hand found one of her breasts about the same time his other found her ass and sex.  It felt amazing to be teased and massaged, making her groan as she squirmed minutely on top of the far bigger male.  "Mmmm....oh gods....so good....where...did you learn....to do this?"  She asked, knowing the answer as she panted, arching her back into his hands, a thin layer of sweat already starting to form on her slender frame, her golden hair falling on either side of her head and down her back to tease and caress both of them.  She still wanted to hear of his exploits, both in and out of the bedroom all the same.