Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24965182-20170630060211/@comment-24934423-20170709195221

(True, curse the limitations of the internet.)

It isn't long before the man reaches his peak. The Wyvern shudders as she swallows his essence down her velvety throat. She rises up, makinging a 'pop' sound as she releases his member and starts to ask, "Are you ready for round-?!"

The appendage laid flax, clearly satisfied with her work, and unwilling to continue. "W-wait right there!" she commands as she dives at her treasure pile. Digging through the gold, silver and miscellaneous objects, she yells, "I have something for this sort of thing!"