He was forceful, but he did not pressure her. It was an uncommon thing for Brynhilde, she had tasted the pleasures of the flesh before. Both with a man and a woman, but both times had not let to her purity being completely stolen. Still Bailen brought a spark between her legs, the strength he held in his body, in the muscled figure that lay before her he was holding it all it. His hand wrapped tight in her hair, bunched up and pulled ever so lightly. Just enough to show dominance but not enough to assert it, his other hand stroked her neck as she worked him. With a sudden motion Brynhilde stretched her jaws wide, her tongue leading the way down as it slipped across his head, her mouth followed suit. His taste exploded across her tongue fully now as she stared into his eyes, a hunger in hers as Brynhilde's lips locked across his meaty member.<br/><br/>She squeezed the base of his member again, holding it straight as she dipped down, the slug-trails of saliva dripping out of her mouth and down across his member. Bailen felt her hand squeeze his balls lightly before going back to rolling them, the luscious soft lips bobbed up and down and Brynhilde gagged as she dipped a little too far. Taking another attempt she gagged again, the very first part of her throat contracting around Bailen's member, the third time appeared to be the charm as she sank further down with this bob. Her eyes glazed a little as she dragged her lips further down, suddenly feeling hair on the tender lips. She coughed, suddenly out of air, an explosion of saliva across his crotch as she drew him fully out. Her eyes runny with tears she grinned, before going back to licking his member. Teasing him again.