<span style="color: #660000">"I'm just glad I can properly f- express my pleasure now... I want more, touch me more, please." </span>She spread her legs for Tyrande's hand and pressed her lover's head against her breast.<span style="color: #660000"> "Bi-bite it... gently but bite it. I am yours, my body is yours my love."</span>The touch below made her gasp and whine as she was teased.<span style="color: #660000">"You will bathe in my lust... I'm already so wet, when you get better I'll be leaving a small river everywhere I go."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">"It- it's complicated. The Ophidian caring for Monia we can visit but there's... have you heard of the Timelost? Never mind, I would be okay visiting the real Ophidian. I do like him." </span>She kissed Rachel's chest softly and nodded. As they walked Karrie's body filled out exactly as Rachel liked, her bust growing larger and bouncier, her ass becoming a little thicker to make her look more like a succubus and less like a Human, though she kept her feet and brilliant green eyes.<span style="color: #b30000">"I understand, Mistress. I want to touch and smell you too. We'll just need to get each other in the mood then, I hope Ana has kept you well taken care of?" </span>Not that she needed to ask as the house smelled of Rachel's favorite grilled fish but also the Elf's arousal as she furiously masturbated while milking herself at the kitchen table, but Rachel had trained her so well that she would never bring herself to an orgasm without the Troll's permission.<br/><br/><span style="color: #a64dff">"Enough! I will hear no more of this and I won't let you defend my daughter being tortured. I want to have a good relationship with you, mother. I want you in my life and my children's life, but if you sit here and defend that Timelost bastard... Please, talk about anything but this."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>