<span style="color: #ffff00">"its not hard not to hurt someone during a conversation, in fact its really, really easy. you have no authority to give her an order, you can only make requests and she can choose not to do as asked... and since that order was about whether or not i should be told if i have a child, i agree with her."</span><br/><br/>the Harpy kept cooing and panting as she was railed and cried out as she was bitten, cumming again again as she was filled. Order yelped and then laughed as she was drenched from head to toe as the Harpy crooned back at Delithia.<span style="color: #ff4da6">"Harpy... never... ever... leave Del."</span>she nodded and got her legs under herself before she started riding the Elf without turning.<span style="color: #ff4da6">"Harpy so happy... has... Del... to own Harpy... Harpy always want mate... to own Harpy... and-"</span>she squeaked for no apparent reason before she continued.<span style="color: #ff4da6">"and fuck Harpy silly and happy."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>