<span style="color: #b30000">"Well my options are to make a mess on the floor or put it in you, and I know you quite enjoy it. Just a blow job and I'll even make dinner for you. Actual sex would make too much of a mess and I can't get you into the shower until after you eat." </span>She sighed softly and shook her head but kept pumping away at herself, though she began to get out sounds of frustration.<span style="color: #b30000">"I can't get there... I give up. Anyways, I feel obligated to do something for them. They need help and that's why I came to this city, to help... And get away from Ibara and Valeen. I wish I could just take Tyrande out to dinner then fuck her brains out and send her back to work. I think that would do a lot for her."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>