<em>Smiling, still recovering from the massive power of the orgasms that have washed over him, the aasimar wizard nods, and, leaning up, kisses her back, smiling as his hands wander experimentally, fondling and caressing, even pinching her nipples a little. Guided by the ring and his instincts, he's not half bad... but without the size of his cock aiding him, he isn't able to achieve quite the same level of pleasure, nor can he use what he learned previously, starting anew again with her breasts.</em><br/><br/>OOC: Prowess (caress breasts) result 22.