<span style="color: #ff8000">"That's right, this pussy is my plaything... And I'm going to feast on it until I'm satisfied you've made up for all the neglect you've shown me." </span>Grinning, she slowly worked her whole hand into Sarevess and was soon stroking her inner walls to get her off.<br/><br/>The Elf nodded and after some quick scribbling tossed a second list to Ashia but The'kal caught it, now in her dragonling form.<span style="color: #a6ff4d">"All of the buildings we need for livestock and storing grain." </span>The'kal looked at the list and the buildings all appeared off in the distance.<span style="color: #666600">"You'll have to fill them yourselves. Apparently Flora is the only one capable of making food mortals don't complain about. And she's too busy with other projects." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>