<span style="color: #9999ff">"I don't think you'll tease me, you've been missing me as much as I have if not more. I know you want nothing than to shove a big cock in my tiny body with of these bodies and sit on my devilish tongue with the other. And of course you'll need to fuck my ass too so you can make it jiggle like it needs to." </span>She cooed softly and licked Elune's lips.<span style="color: #9999ff">"I'm still thinking it's a good idea to get him involved. You need to change my mind."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #336600">"Well I'm younger than you so I'm half way there." </span>He smiled at her and nodded.<span style="color: #336600"> "I'll leave her be then, I don't think she cares for me much after she threw me out of the city because I stopped at the bar to have a glass of wine. The Eternal who runs the place is surprisingly competent."</span>As she spoke his grin only grew wider.<span style="color: #336600">"Well now you put me in a difficult position. I don't... fetishize female Tauren like the native Ras does, but Morah does melt my heart and she would be so disappointed not being able to make her cake and the idea of terrorizing all of you High Priestesses one last time does bring me great joy. But I would be lying if I said my heart didn't still yearn for Ibara and I wanted to make this day as wonderful as possible for her. I could just... snap my fingers and make a bag of flour fall out of the sky."</span>He did just that and a small bag appeared above Jasmine and bounced harmlessly off her head.<span style="color: #336600">"Perhaps I could just do the right thing and help Morah make a fruitcake that you would all actually enjoy that way all of the priestesses, and Ibara, get to enjoy tonight." </span>He created a clone of himself and the clone headed off into the kitchen to help with the food preparation.<span style="color: #336600">"Oh, I could make Valeen be the official taste tester for Morah's fruitcake."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>