<span style="color: #b30000">“And you feel good too. It’s not the same as my pussy but it’s different… very good but a different kind of pleasure.” </span>Nyarien smiled a little and let out a soft moan as his pace increased.<span style="color: #b30000">“I feel amazing, my love. Your body under me, him taking me from behind, his cum warming us from the inside… this is amazing. You have made me amazing, Leena. I owe all this pleasure to you and your love.”</span><br/><br/>Athena took a deep breath and shook her head.<span style="color: #4d4dff"> “I want to bury those memories, I can’t… I can’t forget them and I won’t let anyone have their way with my mind. Nobody needs to hear my pain because nobody can fix it, I don’t want to lash out because that doesn’t fix anything. I can’t cry out my pain, I can’t scream it out, I tried and nothing good came of it. So no, I… I won’t do that. I can’t.”</span><br/><br/>Crimzon left a decent puddle in Tyrande’s lap as she leaned in to lick Tyrande’s neck up to her ear.<span style="color: #660000"> “I’m still hungry for you… but I want your other flavor.” </span>She slid off of the priestess and let her dress melt away but replaced it with a pair of tight fitting black underwear but no bra.<span style="color: #660000"> “No touching while I cook. I want you as hungry for my touch as I am for yours.”</span>She created a small portal and reached through it to pull out the cookbook Nalo gave her.<span style="color: #660000"> “Okay, let’s see here…”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>