Rayne’s hips jerked suddenly as she let out a deep moan.<span style="color: #a64dff"> “Oh, that was a good spot… keep doing that and you’ll get your treat in no time. No no, I just want to see your ass in an apron and I don’t know how to cook food here, I was more thinking that could teach me. And then I’d sit you on the counter and have you for dessert.” </span>She gasped softly and she started to grab the bedding as she got ever closer to her release.<span style="color: #a64dff">“Dunno… she’s bigger than you and talks of dominance… eag-whatever or falc-something. Oh, a little more, so close… she liked the idea of you still being involved.” </span>The fingers didn’t seem to do much for Rayne, but they didn’t slow anything down either and after another minute or so of Eliza’s tongue Rayne arched and back and came with a deeper moan than before.<span style="color: #a64dff">“Oh, yes… Yes, I’ve needed that for so long.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #808080">“Good, glad I could give you advice that you would actually take. I would have shown up to defend Spite from you so it would just be a big mess. I’m glad you controlled yourself, I’d much rather be your friend than enemy.” </span>She looked Ashia over then shrugged.<span style="color: #808080">“Looks and smells the same to me, you’ll still have to be a little patient with the others. You really upset all of us but I’m more forgiving than they are.”</span><br/><br/>Nyarien snorted in indignation and took another drink of her beer.<span style="color: #b30000">“I’d kick your ass if you got involved. The slap didn’t hurt, it just took me by surprise and I didn’t brace for it. My cheek isn’t even warm. I’m more pissed off that he had the audacity to compare me to my mother than anything.” </span>She looked between them and shrugged.<span style="color: #b30000">“I don’t care who starts or who finishes, just decide before I sit here and get drunk plotting ways to teach Ras a lesson… he’s still doing our wedding, and I’m going to wear a dress that would put my mother and grandmother to shame.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>