<div class="floatleft">(http://ist1-2.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/z/b/4/H/zb4H/pfdf1tn.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><strong><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">Pantea Artemisia</span></em><br/>HP 52 (Current HP 52)  AC 21</strong></span><br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=9085)<br/><br/><sup><strong>Outside of Praven</strong></sup><br/><br/>The magus Cyrus would find that his companion is very fit,  her body athletically toned.   Yet still quite voluptuous, that screams a provocativeness.    As his own hands roamed in delight in caressing and fondling over the hard body of dhampir Pantea.   Her own hands also became active.    Reaching out caressing,  her left hand grasping his engorged cock.   Softly stroking its length.<br/><br/><em>"Oooh."</em>Pantea softly gasps out with  Cyrus tracing the region around her inner thighs around  her sex.   Followed by his finger tracing along her slit and claiming a  damp residue of her sweet nectar of her arousal.    Sending shivering delight racing through her with the act.<br/><br/>Pantea's left hand that has been sensually stroking Cyrus cock.  Would slide down to his cock head.    Her thumb would teasing over the small slit, swiping across.   Attempting to collect a bit of pre cum.     As she at the same time he draws his finger up to suckle upon and gain taste of her sweet honey like nectar.     She brings up her thumb and licks it claiming the spittle of pre cum  collected off,  claiming a taste of her lover in the moment.<br/>