*** Mora ***<br/><span style="color: DarkOrange"><br/>
"Ya ar both very... very bad girls... Hugging in the middle of the night, not answering ma questions when I ask ya ta.. " </span><br/><br/>Mora's eyes burned of desire and hatred, lust and anger mixed together as some molotov cocktail that was about to explode. She wasn't made to be bound and chained to the ground, she needed to shift into her animal form, hunt and kill to let go of the emotions that had caused her life to turn so disastrously decades ago. Nobody knew exactly why the troll never showed her face in towns, or even thought of the thought of changing willingly in her humanoid form. She was an outcast, exiled from her tribe for her hunger to kill and destruction. Her anger was not to be contained as she was forced to walk around as a human most of the time. After the change to a druid  she had found her outlet, but nobody could have guessed the consequences of her arranged marriage would give.<br/><br/>Her tribe believed that after serving the spirits on the echo isles within the emerald dream, the once a witch doctor daughter now, was able to turn into a saber whenever she liked. Nobody had expected the young woman to be able to adapt to the teachings of the spirits, or even saw her slip into the dream when nobody was watching. But she did, and she used her newly gained powers to fight of her marriage in the most brutal and horrific way, slaughtering everybody in her animalform that wouldn't let her go free from the solitude that was mandatory for every young woman before marriage. She didn't want to give up her freedom, and after she fought vigorously for it, she killed her fiancée and ran off into the ocean, barely able to survive the long distance as she reached new lands and began her life as an exiled trolless.<br/><br/>But she still has her problems, and at this very moment, with her hand pumping in and out of the sex of her beloved her anger was on the verge to come someway or another. But this time she was going to use her lust as an outlet, her tongue licking over Tellara's bum, her tusks scraping softly against the tender flesh as her eyes kept burning into those of Elizabeth. She wanted an answer, she wanted one to prove she was their master, to prove to herself by taking every freedom from the other two, she had still more they had. Her own egoistic way of survival, the troll's way of life as it always has been. Do whatever it takes..<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkOrange">"Answer me... or ya gonna be regrettin' it..."</span><br/><br/>Adding another finger in the quivering sex of her moaning girlfriend she smiled of the elfs body was showing every sign of pure enjoyment and lustcraving embarrassment. She loved her so much, especially in this state, her body glimmering in the soft light that peered trough the minor splits of the tent, making her body glow in almost eerie way. The purple skin feeling like a velvet breathing blanket of desire, as Mora let her tongue drag softly over her tight little pucker, her two thick fingers pumping in and out with an most enjoyable rhythm.<br/><br/>Her free hand however was still clenching down onto the throat of Elizabeth, and tightening up in the most uncomfortable way the longer she took to answer her question, and she would only reward her with a release, a stroke that would softly go down from her neck to her furry firm breasts when she would hear her pleading voice..<br/><br/><br/><br/>********* Lydia ***********<br/><br/>She was so happy.<br/><br/>She truly never thought that the thing she hated the most, was so enjoyable. Being in the arms of an elf, a creature from the horde, the thing she despised the most apart from goblins, was amazing. Every movement, every ripple of his muscle against her soft skin made her even quiver more, adding to the pleasure he was giving her by slowly but steadily building up a pace inside of her. The thrusts he pumped gently into her body was making her gasp for air, each and every time, her face now buried in the dent of his neck and shoulder.<br/><br/>As she brushed her lips softly against his rugged flesh she couldn't help but be unable to resist the naughty desire of sinking her teeth in his flesh. He smelled like a man, the musk overwhelming her, and the straining pain of her tightness around his throbbing cock made her want to bite him, lick her tongue over his flesh as she would suck on his skin. And without any warning, her whimpering moans would suddenly silence, and she bit her soft white teeth into his hard flesh, not even breaking the skin, but just kissing him more passionately then ever. Even her hands clasping down tightly around his broad shoulders, almost sinking her nails into the tanned skin of the elf.<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">"Ooooh.. Ooh.. Jack.. D-don't.. Don't ever stop.. p-please.." </span>She moaned softly between her rough kisses in.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>