<span style="color: #ff9999">"Thank you then, I want this to be special and memorable. And so far you're doing a damn good job." </span>She smiled and sucked the finger clean before laying back down.<span style="color: #ff9999"> "Maybe you do, but I don't have anything to compare it to so it's heavenly to me." </span>Analise's back arched within moments of Rachel's attention and she was soon crying out in pleasure.<span style="color: #ff9999">"Light yes! So... so good..."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"When I can think clearly we'll do just that." </span>Each new angle had The'kal moaning loudly and going from one hard orgasm to the next, her body quickly becoming covered in a sheen of sweat as her nectar ruined the couch and flowed like a river to the crowd below. When she felt Ashia prepare the next egg her begging resumed until she belly bulged further with the third being forced into her.<span style="color: #666600">"Yes... it feels so good... I could... I'm addicted to your cock... to your cum... I can't live without them! I want you to fuck me full of cum every day! I'm your slut! Your tight breeder, never let me go a day without your children again!"</span><br/><br/>"<span style="color: #0080ff">Oh, absolutely not. I would take care of your sexual needs along with your emotional needs." </span>She shrugged and let out a soft sigh.<span style="color: #0080ff">"Maybe. But some things we just can't change no matter how hard we try. I hope you killed her father, and I know he knows what caused his demise. The world doesn't need people like him in it."</span>Delithia looked down at Order for a long moment then kissed her softly.<span style="color: #0080ff"> "Fuck them. All of them. I'm hated by my people because I don't hate the Horde and want to teach tolerance. I'm hated here because I lust after other women and still teach tolerance. They're not your people if they hate you for who you are. There's a saying among... I don't remember where I heard it first, I think the Trolls. Those that care, don't matter. Those that don't care, matter. Say I took you home and we spent all night pleasuring each other, do you really care what any of them think? Would it matter if they don't approve?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>