Crimzon was completely unaware she may have overstepped her boundaries with Tyrande and she slowly sped up her pace.<span style="color: #660000"> “Let me feel you cum, my love… let me know that… I’m doing good.”</span>She broke the kiss to sit up more and give herself more space to move, but she never took her eyes off of Tyrande’s. Tyrande may note that Crimzon’s orgasms had stopped as well, the vampire trying to restrain herself to follow Tyrande’s comment about slower, more powerful orgasms.<br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">“Oh? My big, strong Troll can’t handle two little pregnant women and three children? A proper Troll chieftain could I bet, are you perhaps not as strong as I thought?”</span>She gave her mate a devilish grin and started to eat.<span style="color: #b30000">“This isn’t bad.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #4d4dff">“I’m not in the mood to have sex, I’m just going to hang out in the area and soak up the atmosphere if you will. I’m glad everything is okay I’m just… I don’t know, I feel out of it. Like I never really recovered from thinking my family was dead.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>