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<blockquote class="quoteContainer"><div class="quote">A more high-pitched moan left her lips just when she'd finally have her snatch prodded by the troll's thick fingers, a wave of shudder passed across her alluring form. Arching her head back as her eyelids fell halfway, adding to her already intoxicated expression that was drunk with pleasure. She'd find her gaze again after getting her bearings together again barely, giggling as she'd bring up the fingers of her right hand stained with Zakizi's juices to suck off each finger clean. "Oh you poor big girl.. It aches with loneliness down here so much it tugs at my heart. If that will be your yes then.. why don't we head upstairs to somewhere more comfortable so I can take proper care of this?"<br/>
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She tries to reach up with her face as far up she can to whisper into her ears under her panting breath. "As I mentioned, I know a few tricks that lets me provide whatever is needed.. Just say the word my queen of the night." She moves her face away so she could steal a brief tender kiss from her lips, waiting for her response while her fingers went down again to tease the troll's nethers with slow gentle pushes inside with just the fingertips.</div><div class="quoteExpand quoteCut">Click to expand...</div></blockquote>
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</div><i>Feeling her own nethers touched and rubbed against, she'd smell her own scent as she'd eye the elf's shimmering fingers inch towards her mouth, sucking them clean. Just witnessing such a thing already renewed the puddle beneath her, her response; slowly plunging her two thick fingers inside the elf's depths, the thumb sliding and pressing down against her likely uncovering clit from beneath and behind. </i><span style="color: #bfbfbf">"All de way upstairs? We already be makin' a mess here. Why not stay and give a show, hm?" </span><i>She'd start to thrust her fingers in and out of Xarin's leaking slit.</i><br/><br/><i>Groaning, she'd feel her unattended bust spurt milk between the pair, suckled or not, they kept leaking on their own. Zakizi frowned, tapping her pendant as if it was unintended. The contact only seeming to cause them to bloat out a little larger, shown by a thicker cream leaving her nipples on the moment of growth. She'd mutter beneath ragged breaths of pleasure &amp; arousal at already doing so much at the open bar. </i><span style="color: #bfbfbf">"Oh...dat cant be good..."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>