<div class="floatright">(http://s11.postimg.org/3oj9afi43/rsz_12741693.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Lyndall</div><div class="spoiler_body">Stat   |   Number<br/>STRENGTH   |   6<br/>ENDURANCE   |   4<br/>AGILITY   |   5<br/>INTELLIGENCE   |   5<br/>CHARISMA   |   6<br/>SOUL   |   3<br/><br/>STRENGTH<br/>-Melee --3<br/>-Unarmed --4<br/>-Physical Exertion --3<br/>ENDURANCE<br/>-Wilderness Survival --2<br/>-Physical Resistance --2<br/>-Sexual Stamina --3<br/>AGILITY<br/>-Ranged Weapons --2<br/>-Thievery --2<br/>-Stealth --2<br/>-Sexual Prowess --2<br/>INTELLECT<br/>-Debate --2<br/>-Studying --2<br/>-Healing --2<br/>-Psychological Resistance --2<br/>CHARISMA<br/>-Diplomacy --3<br/>-Seduction --3<br/>-Seduction Resistance --3<br/>SOUL<br/>-Casting --2<br/>-6th Sense --1<br/>-Spiritual Resistance --2<br/><br/>PU: 10<br/><br/>PPU: 7<br/><br/>Arousal: 6<br/></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">: 0 Demon Power</span></div></div><br/>She smiled upon the agreement; she had him now. "Then this may be a very fun day for you,<em>hmm?</em>" she replied about his inexperience with demons, her voice low but sultry, "And I agree." The demon's hand drifted down between them, sliding teasingly along the side of the very clear hard-on in his breeches. The heel of her palm stopped at the tip of that length and rubbed, gently. Lyndall called out to the other bandits, "I expect hard and ready cocks when I'm finished with your leader. Nothing less." As if giving them an order, herself. She was intent on giving them a show--it could work them up, make it easier to get each one to cum. She did have to outlast or outplay most of them, and if she were made to cum, she'd have less power against the fire demon than she would have preferred.<br/><br/>In the blink of an eye, Wen's trousers had already been opened, stiff and lengthy manhood in one of her soft, but firm hands. A few slow strokes at first, to warm him up before she quite bluntly said that outside was ideal, and she knelt there, breath of warm air on his cock. Her hot, pink tongue drew a long lick across the shaft from base to tip, left heat at first and then a cooling saliva trail afterward as she did the same for the other side. The tip of her tongue made precise, expert flicks over the glans as she took hold, an "o" between thumb and index finger that squeezed at his base till his cock swelled further.<br/><br/>Only then did she part her lips fully; in one motion, she set the head of his cock inside her mouth, and sealed her lips down around that girth, cheeks hollowing as she suckled, and slid down, down, taking more of his length, claiming it as if it were territory she wanted no one else to defile. A plaintive greed glinted in her eyes while she peered up at him. Lyndall slurped and sucked, that cock covered in drool, before she let go with a pop and began pumping him, fast and hard, her other hand fondling his balls with eagerness.