The rough and long tongue of the Dragon explored deep within the folds that clenched tightly, his nose savoring the delicious scent of those curls.

The masculine face was almost buried between his woman’s legs, drinking from her, drowning in her femininity, completely tamed.

His hand slid down, hastily undoing the buttons of his pants.

"Mmmm," he growled into her pussy as his enormous, veiny cock was finally freed, leaving a trail of precum dripping onto the tiled floor. Behind him, the Dragon’s dangerous, aroused tail emerged, also begging for attention.

The deadly, head-severing tail shed its hard black scales, revealing a soft reddish-pink interior, flaunting itself before the bewitching violet eyes of his female, as if saying, "Look how big and beautiful a toy I am. Use me, use me!"

Aysling smiled slightly, amused.

While he was giving her pleasure, devouring her so exquisitely, she might as well indulge this good servant too.

She glanced at the tail and beckoned it with her index