"Yes...like so..." The dragon's breath was on her skin. Sionn could feel his tongue dancing over the back of her thighs, over her asscheeks and down along her crack again. Finding her sex it slide along her slit and over her swollen outer lips.<br/><br/>His massive paw rested against her hip. His claws where like a series of sharp knives resting against her skin, but held lightly enough not to cut through.<br/><br/>His tongue shifted and slithered like a snake across Sionn's sex, moving inside her...