The halfling giggled and cooed at his ministrations, continuing to pump her delicate little hands up and down his length playfully. Her nipples may have been somewhat large for<em>her</em>, but to his giant fingertips he could stimulate the whole area without much effort at all. She let out a soft sigh, "Mmm!" as his touch made her nipples harden. It felt nice, but she knew it would take more to get her wet.<br/><br/>That wasn't even an issue, though. She wasn't getting paid to satisfy herself. She wasn't even getting paid to satisfy<em>him.</em>Yes, this was something entirely different. She was now a maid, afterall! And if she did some favors for her boss and he pulled some strings for her, well then that was totally different... wasn't it?<br/><br/>And-then-her-mouth-was-around-his-head, sucking on his tip as she brought her lips together in a loud, wet kiss. This was triumph for her conscious. She was now wholly convinced. No guilt, no damage to her pride. Everything's free game.<br/><br/>There was a delicate balance in Vilo's mind. On the one hand, she had a standard to uphold (and hopefully not a reputation to defend) of quality and satisfaction, guaranteed. Yet if she was too good, he'd never let her leave...<br/><br/>Her mind was quite abuzz with the situation, even as her tiny head bobbed up and down upon his cock. With both hands upon his length, she clutched his hardness tight against her palms and beckoned upwards to her mouth, twisting her wrists subtly with every forceful pump. Viloet paused for a moment with her lips pursed around his very tip, summoning up some of her saliva. It dribbled forth onto his head before she wrapped her mouth around it and once again took in his considerable girth.<br/><br/>'Hmmm.' She thought amid the sounds of sucking and the sensation of her own spittle seeping down between her fingers, 'I wonder what kind of fabric the tailor will be using? ...something magically treated, mm. How does that work anyway? Is it just the apron or do I have to wear the whole set? What if I decide to walk around in the garter and hosiery, is it only half as resistant to bad weather?'<br/><br/>A triumph.