Tygrane was panting lightly with each action of the beautiful hag against the dark elf’s body.  And she watched every action with her eyes locked on the hag’s own.  As soon as the pants were loose enough her monster was released.  Flopping out of it’s confines in easy reach and view of the hag.  Then the teeth came and nibbled at her skin.  It pulled light moans from her dark lips.  Not once looking away even as the Hag spoke.<span style="color: #00b300">“That is what happens when one of the fertility and sex goddesses ‘bless’ you.”</span>The word bless came out more as a curse to match her thoughts on that topic.  But it disappeared as soon as the Hag started moving her hands along the elf’s twitching length and showing her balls some love. It was too much and made her moan loudly and the whole package twitch in need.<span style="color: #00b300">“Again, ‘blessed’ by a fertility goddess.”</span><br/><br/>That invading finger made the elf yelp, but it quicly mutated into a moan and her barely able to stay on her feet at the attention.  She used the hag for balance with her hands digging though the Hag’s hair.  After a moment to recover the elf grinned down.<span style="color: #00b300">“Well, we could do that, I can stuff this monster down your mouth.  Or you can turn around and bed over and we can use it for it’s intended purpose and stuff your sexy body with my seed.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>