Valen let out a heavy moan at the tease of her lips and tongue sliding along that hard shaft. Trembling and moaning out with a strong need, her faux sadness had him shake all over a bit of concern entering his mind before he caught on to the mirth, feeling better just in time before a new moan was wrestled from his lips by the control she showed over her throat and her lips.<br/><br/>"Ohh by Goddess' Grace, Sharille..." He gave her ass a loud slap with his hand and then stroked the cheek gently, caressingly, only to lift his face up and press it tight to her mound, tongue's tip dancing along her clit's hiding place and trying to tease the pearl directly, shivering with a need, his pleasure rising towards the point he was no longer in control of it.<br/><br/>Shaky moan accompanied the first spurt of hot juice to her throat, his senses overwhelmed by the surprisingly good pleasure she was able to give without warning with that wonderful mouth. He just wanted to lose himself to its seductive lure.