Seras bit her bottom lip the moment that leif’s tongue glided over her neither lips. A stiffed moan attempted to pass her lips. But to no avail. Seras draped her legs over the demon’s shoulders. Followed by placing her right hand gently upon his head. Lithe fingers gently beginning to brush through his hair as he continued with his attentions. “Ahh-Mmmm~” she cried, giving a gentle rolling of her hips toward him.