You plunge your tongue into her sex, and lap it up eagerly!

In the brief instant left to you before the lusty haze of arousal overwhelms your thoughts, you find a second to congratulate yourself for the life choices made that have led you to this moment. If there is one major advantage to being a universally-detested magician, it is certainly the opportunity to salivate over the delicious pussies of the paladins and huntresses foolish enough to approach your lair. Case in point, the eager sex in front of you, dripping in excitement and partially hidden from your hungry eyes by no more than a remarkably well-groomed tuft of hair. As you draw her closer towards your mouth, Clémence moans in tense expectation. Your powerful arms reel in her thighs as you sink deeper into the water. Beads of sweat flow down her toned stomach as she arches her back in anticipation.

In this body, you are not only an unnaturally handsome charmer, but also quite the gentleman.

You dive headlong into the cunt splayed mere inches before your ravenous tongue, and yank the young maiden towards you, wrapping her slim legs around your head in the process. In one swift, brisk movement, you thrust your chin forwards, bring it against Clémence's intimacy, part her tender folds and **** your way inside her aching slit. She wails in sudden pleasure, her legs tightening around you, drawing you further in, and her cries increase tenfold in volume as you continue your ****. You lap enthusiastically at her entrance, plunging in and out of her depths, sampling every centimetre of her frothing sex. Your tongue explores noisily, swooping in and out with an intense slurping sound that quickly fills the entire chamber. Closing your eyes momentarily, you allow yourself to be whisked away by the sensations. The slick, warm feel of Clémence's juices on your tongue and chin, the overbearing scent of her lust and, above all, the bounty hunter's animalistic shouts, which are gradually becoming more and more frantic as you keep making new discoveries inside her. Your tongue, inhumanly long - much like your prehensile tail - penetrates far and wide, searching out every buried crevice, overpowering Clémence's fragile frame with a sexual pleasure hereto unknown to her human body as you dive greedily into a in a dozen different places that even she wasn't aware existed.

All of a sudden Clémence tenses, wrapping her arms and legs around your exposed her in a fierce embrace. You feel the contractions gather pace around your tongue and rapidly withdraw, covering her clit and velvety lips with eager kisses as you try to hold back the flood, but to no avail! You can feel the tension wracking her entire body as waves of pleasure begin to mount and return to the task at hand, burying your face once more between her welcoming legs. Your wandering hands firmly grab Clémence's ass as you push yourself ever further into her moist depths, and as you stroke her soft cheeks your feel her stiffen for the final time. With a great, guttural cry, the warrior releases all of her arousal upon you, and though you lick up as much of it as you can, you retreat with a great deal of Clémence's juices still gushing down your chin. She clutches you briefly in her arms in a fit of exhausted fulfilment before falling backwards onto the rocky outcrop behind her and lying in a contented heap, her nude breasts heaving in bliss. You continue to lap at her pussy for a few more instants, although with less and less precision, before eventually withdrawing altogether to admire the marvellous spectacle of a drained, sweaty, naked Clémence sprayed on her back. She's a long way from the fearsome knight who entered the room not so long ago, but she nonetheless makes for a fantastic sight. And, you tell yourself whilst licking the last of her nectar from your lips, the fun has only really just begun.