Jagger's hooked tentacles would remove the last of her clothing without any hesitation.  A moment later the tentacles dug into the ground as he stepped forward, inhaling the scent of her.  The large head dipped down and the tongue of the beast rolled out to lick along her inner thighs and her sex at the same time.  The broad size of the tongue was truly immense, and it purred in delight after it took that long, slow lick of her.  Its eyes turned up to regard her before it butted her with its head.<br/><br/>"On your knees lady," Mourn said as he rummaged around beneath the platform.  The thing had to be down here somewhere.  "Hope you're not at any fertile period, either.  Jagger there is known to be a pretty fertile creature.  Then again, I don't think a human's ever been bred with him before."  Jagger made a snorting sound as Mourn continued to rummage.  "Nope, no human's ever been impregnated.  They need a bit more magic than what they usually possess."