Re: MvG - Jessara vs Djarl Goretree
As Djarl saw the elf sidestepping, he changed his course as well. He guessed it was time for one of the moves that always pleased the crowd whenever he had to perform for his master. He could remember one particular lady that always seemed to enjoy it. After he had reach maturity, however, he wasn't allowed out of the dungeon anymore. Not after he tore that lady's dress off and mated with her right in front of everybody.
Lowering his head as much as he possibly can, Djarl scooped Jessara up on his horns and threw her into the air. The elf found herself flying through the air, the tunnel ceiling coming dangerously close for a moment - and then Djarl threw his head back, hooking her knees underneath them and having her crotch land right on his snout. Djarl looked up at Jessara sitting on his face, making sure to catch her eyes... and then his tongue sneaked out of his mouth. With practiced ease he runs his tongue across her skimpy panties and then zones in on her pussy, running it back and forth in quick lashes. As soon as the elf showed signs of recovering from the shock of being thrown in the air, however, he quickly lowered his head and laid her on the ground before stepping back. No good to have her put a knife in his eye.
[I hope you don't mind me using a bit of creative liberty here.]