"See? This is why you're still getting paid and fed, you have all sorts of useful idea in that head of yours. But I'll still drag my daughters out to Bloodhoof to stock up on supplies for both the wedding and the visit to the grave later. And I think I won't tell the children about the wedding so it can be a surprise for them." Ras shook his head and scowled at Vess. "Absolutely not. I know Naga generally don't eat every day but I would never let you go more than a few days without a warm, lovingly made, home cooked meal." He nodded to Inaara and put on some fish fillets. "Vess, do you want a cooked meal or do you just want to dig into a raw fish?"<br/><br/><span style="color: #006666">"I'm as stern as my mate is worthy. So, I say again, earn it." </span>He jerked her head when she struggled and tutted her softly.<span style="color: #006666">"Now, now. Be a good slut..." </span>He released her hair but took a firm grip of her head in both hands and in one hard thrust he pulled her nose to his crotch and thrust against her to shove every inch straight down her throat with a deep growl. Ras would hold her there until she started to struggle for air at which point he would pull back just enough to let her breathe.<span style="color: #006666"> "Mmm, it's been too long. I'm going to enjoy you." </span>He almost sounded menacing and had a grin to match before she started to really fuck her throat, using her head as just a toy to pleasure himself with. While he already started rough, by time he was showing signs of reaching his peak Jasmine's nose was on the verge of being broken.<span style="color: #006666">"Does the slut want her treat?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>