the Elf laughed quietly and nodded.<span style="color: #ff4d4d"> "she must love you very much if your father survived long enough for you to calm her down. oh she is going to have her hands full with Lorna, and so might you."</span>Evelyn shook her head and laughed quietly.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"i honestly can't remember the last time i wore clothing... one could say Romas adopted me like an injured Nightsaber kitten. after the gift you have given me you can do anything you damn well please to me, i can feed myself again. once i relearn how to use my arms again anyway."</span>she cooed softly and closed her eyes, her pussy wetter then before and everything about her scent and taste emphasized the best things unique to a Night Elven pussy.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"anything you like, i can sing, dance, i even know a few Troll belly dances if you like... i have been here a long time and learned a lot of ways to entertain people despite my injury. i like a lot of things."</span>she moaned happily and squirmed invitingly, her body heating up quickly as she was filled, her perfectly mastered muscles taking each cherry deep inside with hardly any effort from him.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>