<span style="color: #b30000">“You forgot something, dear Ophidian. Eggs and children, my womb always full and growing, my breasts always producing milk. You did promise me to never leave my womb empty again. And… I do want Leena to experience motherhood too. Not now, perhaps not for a hundred years, but she’s nearly immortal now.” </span>She watched his cocks and took a deep breath to relax to let him enter her, but she couldn’t hold back a soft moan as she clenched around him.<span style="color: #b30000">“Don’t bother with a seal, just use me for your pleasure and make a mess. Your pregnant mate fully claimed…” </span>It would take him a moment but once he got into a rhythm she started moaning happily and looked down at Leena.<span style="color: #b30000">“I don’t… ever want to sex to end. With you and him… I want everything, no matter how nervous or uncomfortable I get… I want you to make it happen. I want to tear down every reservation I have.”</span><br/><br/>Kitori nodded and stepped forward then hugged Zelina tight.<span style="color: #b300b3">“Make my sister happy, save her please. If she says good things about you I will reward you. I always reward people who are kind.”</span>She released the demon and looked at Ophidian.<span style="color: #b300b3">“I will tell her our aunt only means to help.”</span><br/><br/>While Tyrande wore a white dress, Crimzon’s was a skin tight black dress that was open in the back and deeply cut into her cleavage with red trimming. She followed the priestess out to the other house and let them all speak while she stayed quiet. When Tyrande sat down Crimzon was on her in a flash, straddling the priestess and driving her tongue down her lover’s throat. She held the kiss with a deep growl until she heard the others approaching the door.<span style="color: #660000"> “You are delicious…”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>