Isabelle's ass was shapely and hard in Rayne's hands and the doctor's tongue fought back as she trilled quietly.<span style="color: #663300">"what if i make you my prey? i could carry you off as my ancestors once did."</span>once lifted she wrapped her legs around Rayne and then squeezed her tight, locking the Elf in place as she started into Rayne's eyes with a grin.<span style="color: #663300">"your house is closer, my way home is faster... either way this tree will not suit." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>