It's a good thing that there's a pillar there, because instinctively "Maria" moves to take another step back, to try and keep from giving in to the rush of stimulation from the halfling's ministrations... but between the smaller woman's grip on her thigh, and the heat beginning to grow between her legs, she quickly stumbles and falls back, her shoulders impacting the stone with a dull -whumpf-.<br/><br/>"Oooh.... S-safe?" Unconsciously, Maria widens her stance a little bit, holding her legs to either side of the smaller woman's shoulders and grasping weakly at her hair, as if trying to urge her closer and closer. "Nngh... I... I think..."<br/><br/>Whatever it is she's thinking of gets overridden by another long, full-bodied shudder as the smaller woman's tongue begins to explore her folds, searching for and scooping out the remnants of her little "tryst" with the bandits. Her body already seems to be nearing its peak a second time, she realizes.<br/><br/>"Mmmm...Lissu... I... I think I'm going to..." The last word gets cut off as the monk's teeth dig into her bottom lip, suppressing an anxious and hungry gasp...