Dew saves Cecilia's purity... mostly...

Cecilia grabbed hold of Tarquin's dick and pumped him in long, slow strokes.

"I've never done this before," she whispered. "Am I doing it right?"

"Just fine, my lady," the wizard sighed.

Cecilia kneeled before him and licked his shaft from base to tip, enjoying the salty taste. Then she wrapped her lips around him and started to bob her head up and down on his rod.

"Oohhhh, yes..." he whispered. He buried his fingers in her golden locks and moaned softly at her work.

"Yeah, Cecilia!" Myria cheered. "Suck it like a pro!"

"This isn't right," Dew muttered. But Cecilia kept sucking. Her whole focus was on the cock in her mouth. It became her world. She fondled Tarquin's testicles as she worked the shaft with her tongue. She drew him out, licked the tip, then swallowed him whole once more. His balls began to tighten in her hand, and then his cock leaped in her mouth, filling her throat with sticky, warm semen.

"No!" Dew shouted. Suddenly, Tarquin was flung away from Cecilia, his cock spraying her face with cum as it was wrenched out of her mouth.

"We're being manipulated!" the elf shouted. "We must fight it!"