"Nnn..." Anathema released a non-verbal groan, slinking a little deeper into the water and letting out a deep sigh. She laid one head against Molly's shoulder and kept her eyes closed, reaching a state of surprising sleepiness as her mind cleared. Even as the events of the day began to sink in, make more sense, she found that she didn't mind -- her previous life had been unimpressive and uninteresting, not befitting of her.<br/><br/>But, with the twins... things could be different. She would be cared for by her new mistresses, taken care of while she wasn't being used in the most divine of ways. If being a sheathe for this pair of cocks meant living a life of excitement and pleasure, she was glad to be exactly that. "Mmm, yeah," she whispered softly at the kisses and caresses, bringing up one lazy hand to toy with one of her pierced nipples. It was getting sore... she'd have to give milk before too long.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>