He grinned as he paused, before licking her stomach, just above her pubic hair, the neatly trimmed look completely both in and out of place. He breathed lightly as he slowly moved down, his warm breath washing over her silken skin, slowly drifting down until he planted a single, feather light and delicate kiss on her clitoris. And then slowly slipped his tongue between her outer netherlips, exploring every part of her already violated slit, Kamariel's juices still present in her womanhood.