Savan just chuckled as she compensated her lack of understanding with a harder suck.  Running his fingers through her hair gently he let her do as she pleased.  But only up to a certain point.  Everytime he felt himself approaching that peak he pulled her off his cock, sometimes fondling her small breasts as he calmed down, sometimes sharing a deep, tonguing kiss, and soon letting her return to start all over again.  Soon enough he was as big as an orc, but still smooth and beautiful to look at and touch like the rest of him.  Wondering if she was even close to wet enough to fit him inside her small frame the priest lifted her up in his arms and nestled her onto his lap, sitting on his cock that curved up through her gap between her thighs and just kissing her bunny suit around her navel.  With her back to him he had her facing Varg and his two sluts making her watch while his hands wrapped hers around his cock head.  Once in place he moved to tease her nipples and slip aside the thing fabric from her slit for his fingers to begin rubbing her clit.<br/><br/>Pressing his lips to her cheek he whispered, "that was very good.  You're a natural you know.  What else do you like to do?  What else are you forced to do?"  And as he spoke he pushed on the small of her back, rocking her slit forward and back on his shaft giving her an idea of what would come next.