<span style="color: #b300b3">“Being naught is fun every once in a while, I can’t always be a good girl.”</span>She hummed happily as she was washed and pampered then looked up at Lorna.<span style="color: #b300b3">“I think you’re pretty too.”</span><br/><br/>Vyre growled softly and picked up the eggs then clicked them together to get them vibrating.<span style="color: #5900b3">“I really must do everything myself.”</span>She pressed and held one against Ana’s clit while she pushed the other into her agonizingly slow and then the second, using her long fingers to make sure they were nice and deep. Next she fastened the belt nice and tight so it didn’t move around.<span style="color: #5900b3">“Alright, this lube works so well two of these cocks would fit in you and all you would do is beg for a third… Maybe… nah, she needs her sleep.” </span>She pressed the large head of her cock against Ana’s ass then started to drive it home, her pace was slow but unyielding. No matter how tight Ana squeezed Vyre would shove every inch into her pet until their hips met, and when they did Ana would feel an explosion of heat in her guts as the first of many torrential floods of cum were released into her body.<span style="color: #5900b3"> “That was a freebie. Now you have the earn the rest.”</span><br/><br/>Nalo grabbed Morah by the base of her tail and by her ass cheek and began to pound her without mercy. To Morah’s pleasure or displeasure, the Darnassus version had done an excellent job training the Draenei’s stamina. Almost an hour would pass before Morah would feel all the telltale signs of her lover reaching her peak. With a deep, happy moan she flooded Morah’s womb and the rest of her tunnel. She pulled out with a contented sigh then pulled her mate’s underwear up to contain the sticky mess.<span style="color: #ff0000">“Shall I carry my beloved wife back to bed now that she’s nice and cream filled?”</span><br/><br/>Crimzon’s panting remained the same throughout the night and seemed to be more of an instinct thing. She slowly wrapped her arms around Tyrande and nodded.<span style="color: #b30000"> “I… I love you, Mistress.”</span>She squeezed the priestess tightly and moaned into the kiss.<span style="color: #b30000">“It… it doesn’t feel okay, but I am happy that you feel better. I love to serve you always, Mistress.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>