The woman smiles up at you for your compliment, and certainly seems in no rush to dissuade you from pursuing your desires... when you pull her hand away, she simply redirects it, letting it slide up your chest towards your neck as her lips meet yours.<br/><br/>And she only presses tighter against you as the head of your sex brushes against her clit, her tongue hungrily seeking yours, and her firm nipples brushing up against your chest. At this point, her whole body radiates a pleasant, if inhuman, heat... like a stone left out to bake in the sun.... that washes over you with every caress and press of body against body.<br/><br/>And, as you slowly slide into her, you feel the same heat washing over your sex, welcoming you; no,<em>encouraging</em>you to drive in deeper.<br/><br/>"Hmm... that<em>is</em>nice..." the woman says, warm fingers brushing your cheek as her leg squeezes gently against your back. "Dance with me, Elf..."