<span style="color: #a64dff">"Yeah we will."</span>She growled at Order again and continued to feast on her in silence, the priestess angry enough to ignore being milked and fucked by the toy.<br/><br/>Nyaka started giggling softly and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff8000">"I just got the mental image of you sticking mother in a box too tall for her to get out of when she annoys you. I'm just scared that I'll do something wrong with my son, he has Sell's stubbornness."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>