Kitori giggled softly and started to pinch and pull Lorna’s nipples while dragging her tongue along the base of the dryad’s ear.<span style="color: #b300b3">“If you got stinky like a harpy I would just get to spend more time cleaning you up.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">“I also took out a fair bit of pent up frustration out on her, she never had a chance.” </span>Vyre rolled her eyes and headed into the kitchen.<span style="color: #5900b3">“We’ll see, I’m not entirely convinced but I’ve got you all to myself and…”</span>She rubbed her chin in thought then growled.<span style="color: #5900b3">“Alright. Come get your snack.”</span>Vyre hopped onto the kitchen table and spread herself for Ana.<span style="color: #5900b3">“My lovely wife hasn’t had a taste for so long and she has more than earned it.”</span><br/><br/>Nalo blinked and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff0000">“No, you calm down before I send you both to bed with stomachs wombs sloshing with cum. Anyways Crimzon has no idea how to handle herself in a sexual manner, I don’t think she’ll be able really understand what Tyrande wants. And I’m mildly concerned for them both.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">“I am yours, I always have been yours. Yours to touch, hold, punish… and I will love you no matter what you do to me.”</span>She yelped at the sudden aggression and stared up at Tyrande.<span style="color: #b30000">“Beautiful as the moon itself… Fine, I will feast until I am content. Until your blood makes mine boil with desire and lust for you and then…” </span>Rather than continuing she dug her fangs deep into the soft flesh and her hands into Tyrande’s ass cheeks to hold her in place. While the feeding started slow like before it soon became unrestrained and more needy  as Crimzon growled and moaned under her owner.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>