"You feel like an old friend... Had a tongue and a pussy to die for. She was a Naga." When he realized she had learned his pattern his grip on her ass tightened and he changed his thrusts to throw her off. "I'm a little insulted that you think I'm just a priest." He growled into her ear before nibbling on the base of it. "I just hope you have the stamina to make up for such an insult."<br/><br/><span style="color: #8000ff">"I have you and I have Ras, you are the only two who can judge me. And you both said I need to embrace who and what I am."</span>She nodded a little and pulled Ashia's hand to her egg-stuffed belly.<span style="color: #8000ff">"After you help me lay these I'll take it off. Then you can have what's left of my stamina. If you're even still awake..."</span><br/><br/>Kitori looked at Sharindia's belly then nodded as she helped set up the breeding equipment.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"These will hold him in place, instincts will do the rest. If that's not enough I have... Another horse I'm watching for my sister." </span>She walked past Sharindia with a low growl similar to Ras when he was annoyed. When she returned she had a gorgeous stallion in tow, the massize beast easily fit for shows.<span style="color: #ffa64d"> "This one was brought here to breed a number of mares, but after... Whatever happened with the temple they never came and the owner never collected him." </span>She lead him over to Lorna and fingered the dryad to both get a taste and get the horse's attention.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"If your dryad is a good girl for him you can keep him." </span>She whipped Lorna's flank with a crop and the horse mounted her quickly.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"He likes her." </span>While the horse began to rut the deer woman below him, Kitori looked at Sharindia again and rubbed her belly.<span style="color: #ffa64d"> "Does father still hate me so much he wants another daughter?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>