For the first time, *real* surprise flitted across Lucille's oh-so-jaded face, as the goblin gulped down a handful of the fungus- Some inkling of what such a *pact* might've entailed flickering through her mind! She shivered, a hot, dark throb coursing up her spine at the shaft *straining* before her- Thick, the same green as the rest of the gobln's body, gray-green veins twisted up the meaty length, building to a throbbing, purple head, the bulbous mushroom bobbing obscenely before her regard! To her surprise, he *was* an impressive specimen- Muscular, even *buff*- beneath a thin layer of grime and armor...Enough to bring a tempting *gasp* to her lips!<br/><br/>She felt the goblins shuffle aside- And, more importantly, felt their gaze on her, expectantly; What this part of a test? Impulsively, the blonde witch decided to...play along, the heat within her seeming to drive her a step forward...Her knees folded gracefully beneath her as Lucille purred, a teasing light in her eyes as she raised slim, gloved fingers- pressing onto the throbbing heat of Sneed's phallus! The heavy, sullen sway of the dangling balls beneath tingled to her touch as Lucille simply let herself *relish* the texture of it...She hadn't seen something *this* detailed since, well, *ever*! For a moment, her hazy eyes fixed, tongue playing across her lips, the witch's fingers caressed, working, getting a feel for the hot shaft; The *fullness* of it sending a decidedly<em>unprofessional</em>excitement through her!<br/><br/>"You *are* a big boy, aren't you~?" She teased, that emerald gaze sparkling...Remembering how the goblin had looked upon her with such open *lust*! Well, she was going to make all his dreams come true...With a wink to the audience, Lucille pressed her soft red lips against the goblin's manhood, working her way up from the base in feathery, butterfly kisses- She heard his deep, throaty groan as she planted a final, achingly tender kiss on the head of his hard, *hard* cock, a drop of precum smearing over her crimson lips as she kissed the trembling tip...Parting, at long last, to close in a perfect, straining 'O' around the swelling head! The seductive circle of Lucille's mouth clenched *tight*, her cheeks dimpling- As with aching tenderness, her free hand brushing her tresses back from her face, she leaned *forward*, sheathing him in her oral cavity one simulated inch at a time-<em>Tasting</em>him, as she began to *bob* her head, up and down along his shaft...