when The'kal teleported in she would find Order sitting with the old woman who was now surrounded by small boxes of every kind of tea on Azeroth. the woman looked up and tears formed in her eyes even as she laughed sarcastically. "the little scamp... climate? where is he?"<br/><br/><span style="color: #006633">"that may be but shouldn't he have a say in the matter? children are a big responsibility."</span>they both frowned faintly and Vestla looked down at The'kal.<span style="color: #ff99cc">"then why the hell are you doing it? if no one wants something done... that just seems very rude. she has always returned the favor, that Elf can eat pussy with the best of them."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #006600">"Cozine, you really should talk to The'kal if you are this unhappy, or, if she won't listen call the other one, Order i think is her name, she can probably force the issues."</span>he rolled his eyes and shook his head.<span style="color: #006600">"calm down, i won't have you gushing cum all over me, my operating room or anywhere else for that matter."</span>he started pressing on her belly to get more of the cum out and then the flow slowed to a trickle he nodded.<span style="color: #006600">"see? a little longer didn't kill you."</span>he shook his head and pulled the needle free and went to get the things he would need to operate on the priestess.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>