Christina sighed a bit quietly. She had her own trinket but looked a bit tired to use Tehr's gift right away, though smiling at him as she felt the magic pass through her. Blushed, she watched him as Tehr moved over to Emily. His words were met with a small chuckle but the licking and suckling on her slit left the halfling girl moaning out happily. "Now<em>that</em>is an invitation a lady can't say no to." Her body trembled, the perky bosom lifted up a bit as Emily raised her cheek off the floor wit hehr arms under her, trembling hips pushing her damp slit to his face better.<br/><br/>Yet his roaming tongue had her groan and moan out as it adventured from the dampening folds a little way further, teasing the tight pucker and leading to a short but pleased 'yess' from the halfling's lips. The pucker trembling and if the halfling's quim seemed like a tight piece of satin pleasures that bottom had to be a chokingly tight passageway indeed. Her breath shook though as his tongue coaxed her to dance her backside against his face a moment longer before he got on the move back.<br/><br/>Once seated, Emily caressed up against Tehr's face, feeling the brush of his shaft against her, brushing back and forth so the shaft's tip was slickened by a bit of her honey before she grinned back at him a bit amusedly. "Are you wondering abit if I can repeat my last trick?" She asked teasingly, with Christina also watching intently what would happen. "Or are you hoping I got another trick up my sleeve to show you?" Emily licked her lips but reached down to hold the shaft in place, lifting herself up a bit. "Well, I might not have a trick up my sleeve but... mmhh... I got something up my ... sleeve... alright..." She brushed her pucker against the shaft's tip, drawing a few deep breaths, speaking seriously. "You be a good boy and hold my chest for me?" Smirking, she began to push down then, relaxing her legs as well as she could with one hand angling him right, another to his chest to keep herself from sliding back too much and off her mark, keeping her balance.<br/><br/>Well, it did start to seem like a magic trick very quickly. The halfling's cushioning rump slowly wedged open, that trembling pucker a bit wet from his tease, the knot a little undone as she rubbed against the shaft's head, then lowering bit more weight against it. Her backside's tight gates constricting him like the bottom was trying to strangle him. No other lady came close to this, though Ironna's dwarven backside would perhaps pose a challenge by her strength. The halfling's mouth opened to a loud shameless slutty moan as she began to sink, her slit's honey dripping onto his sack as the shaft's head began to find purchase at the depths of that tight bottom, the halfling woman sliding down a full inch of his cock, sinking gradually lower. ((F))