<span style="color: #ffff00">"no... i think all of your milk will be for me... all mine, i will greedily claim every drop. i might even make you milk yourself at the dinner table for me to enjoy both watching and drinking it."</span>her hips started to roll as she moaned deeply.<span style="color: #ffff00">"how does that sound little Priestess?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff8000">"this wasn't made from grapes i can tell you that much at least. i get this image of something far larger and purple when i taste it and the color is all wrong for grapes."</span>she smiled to Nyaka before she looked back at Sellendra coming out the back door.<span style="color: #0080ff">"there you are- oh, hey Nyaka, it's wonderful to see you. how did you get here"</span><span style="color: #ff8000">"hello Sellendra. i found Ras' house and got a portal since the Elves wouldn't let me walk here a year ago."</span>Sellendra nodded and walked over to kiss Nyaka lovingly.<span style="color: #0080ff">"it smells good."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>