Morah blushed harder and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"yes i want to be a mother but.. but i dont want to be pregnant the rest of my life..."</span>she whimpered quietly before shaking her head. "<span style="color: #ffa64d">food, house, sex, children... its the only possible way to go."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #0000b3">"oh youll only help me sleep better, i have been lucky to get an hour of bad sleep a night... even two good hours is an infinite improvement."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #003366">"i dont have a problem with old. i object to dusty and failure quite fiercly. i am currently pregnant so therefore cannot be dusty and... my list of achievements is, well, obnoxious."</span>she smirked a little and nodded.<span style="color: #003366">"you may have a point, if she cant at least grasp the basics of her situation quickly it may be worth checking others..."</span>she smirked wider and stuck her toes in Aerin's mouth.<span style="color: #003366">"you have no concept of the creatures you have pissed off... this is merciful compared to what others have gotten for less grevious crimes..."</span>she smirked and nodded as the levels increased further but not nearly to the level Ras suggested.<span style="color: #003366">"i dont want to turn it too far... i want her to be fully conscious of her actions the first time she begs to eat me out... i want her to know its a Troll cock plunging into her... and i want her to fully understand that the fire doesnt stop until i am satisfied with her service to us both."</span>she grinned darkly, the collar pulsing as Sharindia spoke, each pulse a higher wave of lust.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>