Order deepened the kiss and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i could put you into heat that only the scent and taste of my pussy would cure... imagine how terrible that could be if i put on some special panties that you couldn't pry off and that you could only get just enough scent to know that what you need is right behind a thin layer of indestructible, immovable fabric."</span>she smirked, the toy going into her painfully slowly as she licked Delithia's lips and looked up into her eyes.<span style="color: #ffff00">"why wouldn't i? i have no inhibitions and only a vague idea of what yours are... they wouldn't recognize you in Tanaris, and if they did, well, they are at the same club, if they said anything you could say the same things right back."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff8000">"mother will allow, she barely got a glimpse of the city and she is curious. i am quite happy to be friendly with him if he will just drop the damned Elf conversation... i will think about it, but talking to the woman who made the Elves is probably not a good idea for me."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>