<span style="color: #ffff00">"i know full well your self control against any number of none chemical assaults, but there are certain immutable chemical responses that you cannot even begin to fight. Harpies are your more feral cousins and the scent of their arousal triggers your own feral responses, its really fascinating to watch."</span>she returned the kiss as Lily moaned needily.<span style="color: #ffff00">"i know you do, i can see your desires building inside you, i can see you trying to resist but you are losing my love."</span>she shrugged a little and smiled faintly as Lily panted on the verge of orgasm.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "between five and six weeks depending on the quality of her diet."</span>Lily moaned out blissfully as she came, covering Delithia's hand in her pleasure as she rode out the wave of bliss.<span style="color: #ffff00">"easily done. but i want to talk about this conflict in your mind... why do you feel dominant with her and submissive towards me? what is this image your mind is beaming at me? our sweet Lily, leashed at your feet, pregnant and licking the toy inside you and then it shifts and i have you leashed, on your knees almost as if in worship of my nethers while i stand over you and now you are the pregnant one?"</span>she sat up to kiss Delithia with a smirk. "<span style="color: #ffff00">and i see some darker fantasy hiding behind your self control, whatever could you want that your ashamed to want?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>