<strong>Leander</strong><br/><br/>The girl melted from under his touch, her face flustering even as it was obscured by the white paint. She let her lips part as his thumb brushed up against her, the pink of them revealing just a hint of her true complexion. Xeola inhaled deeply and then drew her eyes down to his hardened member, as if she was about to tackle some difficult puzzle.<br/><br/>She sat back, closing her eyes and breathing unsteadily again. After awhile, she nodded and swallowed the lump in her throat and crawled around, throwing her leg over him to straddle the elf's stomach. Seated quite literally atop him, Leander could tell that she wasn't quite wet- likely too anxious or nervous to really relax and allow her body to prepare itself.<br/><br/>Still, Xeola put one hand on the elf's chest and bit her lip as she stood upright hovering over his member. The human hesitantly took hold of his cock in her delicate fingers, aligning it with her sex. Xeola was almost paralyzed with apprehension, but obviously didn't know how much it was going to hurt if she just went at it without getting ready. She constantly looked back to him for approval and readjusted herself, and the girl seemed to be imitating something she may have have seen from the other villagers, trying to perfectly emulate what she had seen.