Eat her out

Without wasting a step, you drop to a kneeling position and plant her delectable thighs firmly on your shoulders before digging into her most sacred chamber.

"No, stop, we can't..." she trailed off. Ignoring her weak protests, you focused all your attention on her peaking clit, tracing Tamriel around it and down to her clean shaven entrance. You felt her legs tremble and her breath hitch as the sharp tang of Haran's nectar met your tongue.

"So wrong..." she muttered under her breath, biting her lip to deny any signs of pleasure at your toil.

Teetering on precipice of euphoria, you shove her over the edge by thrusting straight into her dripping orifice.

Instantly, her legs ensnare you like a vice, and you find your face **** against her womanhood by a firm grasp tangling your hair.

The barmaids grip renders you slightly deaf to her cries of carnal release.