<span style="color: #666600">"Shame, embarrassment, social pressure from peers. Plenty of reasons why they hide what they want, some don't even know what they want yet. Not specifically anyways." </span>She followed Order's lead and started offering toys to the various patrons.<span style="color: #666600">"We're like really shitty Greatfather Winters, or really good ones."</span><br/><br/>Delithia started to argue but shook her head and sighed.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"Again with the words I don't understand. We'll find a pattern that works and leave it at that." </span>She kissed the harpy to interrupt her and start to run her hands along her body.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"I have two beautiful women who need my attention, now be a good girl and let me explore or I'll make you put the toy back in the closet."</span>She leaned back into Order's arms and smiled.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"Mmm, well. I've always been curious about male Tauren, and bedding one, just to see what it'd be like. Maybe sharing one with his wife. I can only imagine how comfortable it'd be to sleep between them after a good lay. I'd want him to fuck me like he was trying to put a baby in me... There was a pregnant Blood Elf who used to frequent my garden and let me paint her nude, she was so sexy I wanted nothing more than to dive between her legs. I heard she died from complications in childbirth. A couple of Trolls sharing me, male and female all caught up in a frenzy of lust and me as their sole desire... I want to walk out somewhere and I want everyone to want to fuck me, I think that'd be amazing, being to just... fuck anyone I want, wherever I want. With no judgement, without having to worry about what my students might think of me."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>