Some part of Willow should have felt ashamed for so quickly kneeling and servicing the beautiful dragon born woman. This Alrama, as she introduced herself. This woman was a major patron of some sort for this horrible arena. She provided the beast that had burnt and slashed and crushed people to death today. And she was more disappointed in losing her 'big investment' so soon rather than the lives that had be lost. She could tell herself that it was to work her way towards freedom, or to gain some time of advantage in her position slavery. And to an extent both of those things were true. But that was not what motivated her to so eagerly and skillfully pleasure the woman. It was simple and pure lust.<br/><br/>Her bright blue eyes shifted up to look at her face as she spoke to her, still her tongue worked. thrusting in, twisting and exploring inside of her, only removing so she could tease her clit before diving back into her wet warm folds. The corner of her lips tiled up in a smile at her complements "I have always been a fan of beauty, its the closest thing to a god I worship. And I have found that my tongue has many uses..." she half purred herself as returned to Alrama's womanhood.