<span style="color: #ff0000">"Of course, I can't put your hooves behind your ears if you're pregnant. You won't be pregnant for the rest of your life, but we're going to have the family of your dreams. As many children as you want and that pussy pounded when you as much as think you want me." </span>She gave Morah a squeeze and lead her towards the ramp off the boat.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "I know of a tucked away cove, once we eat I'm taking you there and you're going to make me forget about that little Dryad."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff8000">"We'll see about that." </span>She stared at Sellendra and licked her lips.<span style="color: #ff8000"> "Someone's getting very little sleep... very soon."</span><br/><br/>Aerin whimpered around Sharindia's toes and while she may have had no interest in women she tended to the toes with an expert touch. Despite the muscle being as large as it was, she was still able to nimbly work it around the offered toes.<span style="color: #00b300">"Please..." </span>She slowly worked her way up Sharindia's leg but stopped and began to whimper pathetically as her lust began to burn too hot for her to handle.<span style="color: #00b300">"I want sex... I need it..." </span>With a grown she tackled Sharindia, completely ignoring the collar as she dove at the mage's pussy, her snout pressing up against her clit as her tongue attacked the mound.<span style="color: #00b300"> "Please... I need the Troll's cock... I want him to seed me deep and make me take it... I want you to mark my face... please... M-Mistress?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>