Le petit mort... [And Elizabeth does moan like she's dying with every sweep of Gai's tongue. Because it's a tease, because she wants something firm and satisfying.]
[She pulls on Gai's hair again, a little firmer. Maybe it's a pull-for-lick situation.]
[Action]
[She pulls on Gai's hair again, a little firmer. Maybe it's a pull-for-lick situation.]
Ne jouez pas avec votre nourriture, me tuer!