Lillian lets out the cutest little<strong>"Eep!"</strong>as you swat her new and improved ass and blushes up at the man who was once her brother. Their eyes meet and she parts the valley of her heavy breasts, allowing the rigid length to fall between them before squeezing the two shut tightly around it. The disguised succubus presses her bountiful tits together from the sides, parting her lips in a silent whine just from the feel of having them squeezed like that. A second later, she begins jiggling them up and down, forcing a barely stifled moan from Bradley. Smooth, slick skin bounces up and down the length of his shaft, trembling erratically just by the nature of their pillowy soft nature.<br/><br/>The seated half-elf is beside himself with pleasure, barely noticing you as he receives what may very well be the titfuck of his mortal life. Deep, masculine groans escape his throat, filling the air of the small apartment until a portion of his senses return. The man turns to you, trying to buck against that generous bust, yet unable to find much leverage in his wooden chair.<strong>"S-she's good, Astrid... She's s-sooo good!"</strong>