<span style="color: red">"well dont fall in love with me then because i would leave you, i held my brother in my arms when he died, i wont do that to anyone."</span>she grinned a little and pressed her legs together to try to keep the scent in but it was getting stronger.<span style="color: red">"well im a horny woman, your soft breast full of milk is turning me on."</span>she raised one brow and laughed softly.<span style="color: red"> "any special requests for the crib or food? oooh, multiple targets to seek, how deep are you then? i dont think ill mind a flood, i like your milk just fine, i doubt ill mind your arousal at all, i might even savor it. well dont break my bones, that would be a horrible turn off and then id have to restrain you."</span>she looked at the child and smiled a little.<span style="color: red">"well it sounds like fun to me but even if we arent still lovers i think we will be friends. they would wonder who you are and where you came from and even if they knew who your mother was they wouldnt hold it against you... well Morah might be a touch annoyed with you but she will forgive you, her heart is softer then her tits. me sucking someone's breast in public isnt that odd a sight but you cant open the seals on the door so we are stuck till im satisfied."</span><br/><br/>Ophidian opened the door and led Morah into the room, the Tauren looking decidedly harried after her long day and she sighed. "first milk, now you want me to make her fertile?"<span style="color: green">"i am sorry about the way i snapped at you earlier but my daughter was suffering and i was on edge."</span>the Tauren sighed softly and nodded. "your forgiven." she walked over to Kitori and smiled a little. "im glad to see your awake this time." she spoke perfect Darnassian and smiled a bit wider at Syrenka. "and im glad your not crying anymore sweety." Syrenka giggled up at the druid, obviously knowing her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>