Lorna shuddered hard and moaned out, obviously enjoying it when her sensitive nipples were tugged.<span style="color: #ff0080">"i don't want to be stinky... i want to always smell good so my sweet daughter will always want to cuddle me."</span><br/><br/>Ana pouted up at Vyre and shook her head.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"as your wife or your pet i would never lie to you."</span>she watched Vyre and then followed her to the table and she sat down to lean into Vyre and she moaned softly as she sniffed her.<span style="color: #4da6ff"> "you smell so good, my beautiful Vyre."</span>she smiled before she leaned in close enough to begin licking all of the cum and arousal that Vyre was coated in up, tenderly worshiping every bit of Vyre's pussy.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"in here i consider myself your loving wife... cooking for you is my way of taking care of you as you take care of me in every other way."</span><br/><br/>both Morahs rolled their eyes and resumed drinking.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"Tyrande is incredibly ancient, she knows precisely what she wants and how to get it." "and Crimzon is utterly devoted and totally submissive to Tyrande's every whim. and i did warn her what might happen so she had seven grueling hours to think about it"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">"i have enjoyed tormenting you. i didn't even realize how much i liked it... seeing your desire for me burning... smelling your desire and denying you... i have been terribly cruel."</span>she gasped when she was bitten properly, her pussy heating against Crimzon's cheek the harder she drank and the Priestess moaned as she hit her stride. before when Crimzon fed Tyrande's heart has always began to slow and weaken but now no matter how much she took the Elf's heart only beat faster and stronger and true to her words the fount of blood never wavered, only growing more bountiful with the increase in Tyrande's heartbeat.<span style="color: #5900b3">"yes... feast... savor your reward... you have been so patient..."</span>by the time Crimzon could take no more Tyrande's pussy was wet against her cheek and she had been subtly grinding against Crimzon's cheek, her movements too small to disturb the Vampire's drinking but it definitely smeared her in arousal. Tyrande lifted herself free with a gasp, her fingers glowing to heal the wounds before she reached down to turn Crimzon's head to look down into her eyes as she pressed her pussy to the Sentinel's mouth.<span style="color: #5900b3">"now taste how much i like feeding you... sate the fire you light inside of me with your needs."</span>she began to grind and while Crimzon probably wouldn't have the first clue what she was doing it hardly mattered, Tyrande patiently grinding as her growls turning into gasps and then ever louder moans as the Vampire Elf learned what to do.<span style="color: #5900b3">"if you dare to touch yourself i will shackle your arms to this bed... your mine now... i own your thirst and your lust... i say when you feed... when you feel pleasure... mine... all mine... never... never going to let you go now... no one else can ever have you."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>