Every time you lean in to give her a kiss, the halfling's lips rise quite happily up to meet yours... though when you begin to roll the head of your sex up and down against the entrance to her sex, massaging little beads of pre-cum into her nether lips and clit, her kisses begin to shift from "happy" to "hungry." Soon, her lips are practically chasing yours, and she tightens her grip on her makeshift "bonds" to keep you from pulling away, her tongue sliding against yours in a passionate embrace.<br/><br/>"Hmmmmm!"<br/><br/>You get the feeling that the halfling is saying<em>something</em>when you first slide your cock into her, but she refuses to pull away from your lips long enough to clarify what it is. Whatever it is, it must be positive... she spreads her legs wide for you, opening herself to you more and more with each forceful thrust. Eventually, you reach the point where your sex can go no deeper, and is embraced from all angles by the silky folds of the woman's pussy... though that doesn't stop Sharille from rocking her hips harder beneath you, as if seeking to pull you in beyond her limits and grind her body against yours...