The dragon takes a hold of both her legs with each of his clawed paws(?), holding the poor cleric out dangling free in the air, with her legs spread eagle. It's large, wyrmlike tongue slips in betwen her legs, and starts licking at her nether folds. It's straw surface creates a tingling friction, but chemicals on it's tongue make her become real warm. -Really warm-. Perhaps not hot, but warm, and the warming senastion spreads from his tongue, as dragon chemicals is licked upon the surface of her skin. It feels quite extraordinary atually. The tongue works slowly, but it's big, each lick taking quite a moment to complete, and it's straw surface creates a tingling, tickling sensation.