Even as caught up in the moment as 'she' is, the monk can't help but feel a slight exultation at finally answering her questions about the mage-elf.<br/><br/>"Ha..." She murmurs, even as her legs unfurl from the pleasure running through her body. The elf woman's fingers- and tongue- are very good at what they're doing, she has to admit. "I<em>hmm</em>finally found out..."<br/><br/>She giggles- a gesture which catches even her off guard- and arches her hips up to accomodate the elf-woman's finger, even as she runs her fingers through the elf-woman's hair. That tongue... it just feels<em>damned</em>good, and she can't help gently urging the woman to continue using it.<br/><br/>"This is... very nice..." She manages to murmur, repetitive as it may be...