******* Mora **********<br/><br/>Mora sat back and looked proud at what she had achieved between the two females. Denying her own pleasure she could feel her own moistening folds between her legs, wet and slick from desire but untouched during the whole experience. She loved how Tellara always listened to her, even now in her moments of intense pleasure she could see the small worried glances towards her own frame, as if she asked for permission for each and every moan she let out. Mora felt slightly guilty knowing she was submissive to her, but then again, she did it out of love towards the lithe elf, and nothing but the pleasure that surged trough her lovers body was better in moment of distress for her mind then anything else could possibly be. She felt her anger leave her body, and even while watching the other druid she couldn't bring herself in punishing the poor worgen. It was only a female, just like they were, captured by the troll.. And with that thought she let her fingers softly glide trough the fur of the wolf, caressing and stroking her in an almost loving way as they both seemed to reach their orgasms.<br/><br/>It was then that she heard the noise, and arched her back to see the figure's shadows slowly nearing their tents. A grin spread over her face as the sudden knowledge kicked in, on how loud and unsubtle the hunter was nearing their little party. She felt a little respect growing for this man, the strength and determination he had showed before, gentle and kind gestures.. and now he made sure they all could hear him, so he wouldn't see her submissive display of sexual dissipation. Somewhere in her mind she noted, that if they ever got free she would show mercy on him, and wouldn't kill him. He had style and strength she respected...<br/><br/>Little did she know that she was slowly going down a path that would make sure she would never be able to escape.<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkOrange">"Party has ended.. gurls... "</span>And as she tried to kiss the lips of Elizabeth she could see her lover shooting back in a corner of fear, panting heavily and blushing of the state she was in.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>