The little red-head snickers audibly at that, and wiggles her rear-end delightfully above your face in response to the swat.<br/><br/>"Hmmm... I'm pretty sure that's a compliment, Elf." Two small, lightly painted lips press against the sweet spot just below the head of your cock, and you feel a sudden rush of pressure as the halfling gives your sex a loud, passionate kiss. "Though I do have to ask, why would you even consider 'stopping' when we haven't even gotten started yet? Surely you're not bored of me already?"<br/><br/>The mirth in the woman's voice is clear beneath her faux sadness... but just to make sure that you truly aren't getting bored, the halfling gives you the chance to see just how well her muscle control applies to her lips and throat as well, sliding almost every inch of your past her lips and over her tongue...