Tehr's efforts were not going unappreciated, the halfling woman letting out a long moan as the feel of his tongue's exploration began to drown Emily's conscious mind. Shivering, she grasped on his hair silently, closing her eyes and pushing herself as close to the edge of the seat as she could, enjoying the feel of his mouth against her so. Her eyes half of the time widened in surprised expression with a gasp, and half of the time closed along with a moan leaving her parted lips. The tongue found her womanhood damp and slick, narrow and tight enough that Tehr's pinky finger would have been fondled there, but yet showing a good measure of willingness to stretch.<br/><br/>Panting as his tongue slid along her slit Emily grasped on his head over and over, holding to hair and holding the back of his head to keep him close, panting deeply and shivering, moaning out with the tongue pressing at her so, the press on her thighs forcing her thighs to stay down but she still squirmed before him, panting shakily as she shuddered the taste and scent growing more prevalent.<br/><br/>"AHhhnn... you gorgeous man..." She groaned out and pat his cheeks suddenly, panting for breath. "Ahhn... I'm soaked. If you want, I am pretty sure we can." She nod at his crotch, panting shakily. "Unless of course you want to finish this way first..." She said with a sly smirk, panting a little more at ease, winking. "Might not be far, Gods, where did you train that tongue?" She asked this with a small blush and a chuckle. She was eager, far from prudish, but dignified in her own manner, yet wanting the good thing in life, and right now, she was smiling at him bewitchingly.