Delithia inhaled Order's scent as deeply as she could and pressed her face as close as possible.<span style="color: #a64dff">"N... No, you'll give me a taste because... um, you need to... You need to let me prove you wrong..." </span>The priestess' lust addled mind was clearly struggling to focus despite her best attempts to focus it again. Between the toy, the spanking, and the scent of her mate her next orgasms all came fast and hard.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff8000">"Yes, the goddess who changed the moons is known as Order. She's The'kal's wife. And she's the polar opposite of The'kal in every way. The'kal is warm and kind, but prone to accidents or strokes of brilliance. Order is cold and uncaring, but never makes mistakes. She's perfect, like a machine where The'kal is unreliable but can do amazing things." </span>She shook her head and motioned Jenjayah over.<span style="color: #ff8000"> "Even if you don't have the gas you can still put wood under the grates, the metal things the meat is on, and light it normally. It's a mobile fire pit."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>