Idly keeping one of my hands on the small of her back so she cannot escape the table, not even looking surprised when my monk robes fall off my breasts and one of them getting fondled. Giving your petgirl a even more stern look and telling her to be good, while giving her cute butt a quick massage of encouragement.<br/><br/>Sighing out some more as I lounge back into my chair and fold my legs, my ample bosom giving off the perfect amount of perky bounciness.<strong>"So, are we going to stick around here and debate theology, or are we going to find those bandits? </strong>