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<blockquote class="quoteContainer"><div class="quote"><i>Watching ever more closely at each of the elf's change in reaction, every wince of sensitive grace, each twitch and shudder of pleasure from a stroke or flick that seemed to hit the right spot. The sight of her bravado falling to indulgence of this treatment was enough to grant Zakizi a euphoric high, an edge over Xarin for a moment. Her fingers inside her slid in a little deeper, before slowly drawing them out to help make a puddle of their own.</i><br/>
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<span style="color: #bfbfbf">"Ya want respite? Ya callin' me ya queen? Den do as ya queen commands, and do it while ah reward ya for ya service to me".</span> <i>Her fingers would plunge in to the knuckle, swiftly to catch her off guard, hoping her nursing would pick up, teasing, biting and drinking as rough as she'd like. She might even get vengeful when Zakizi was mounted up. A troll could hope.<br/>
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The elf's suckling at present already drawing milk at a steady pace, the troll disregarding her pendant starting to struggle, the gemstone inside starting to darken.</i></div><div class="quoteExpand quoteCut">Click to expand...</div></blockquote>
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</div>Faint purple runes would begin to glow just above her pelvis as she'd tap into her sorcery, concentration hardly existed on her mind that was drowning in the debauchery to the point she had to her surprise gotten submissive. Not an issue to her yet, if anything it'd serve to feed her trick. Her moans into the breasts only kept intensifying with each dive by the large fingers sliding in and out of her. Grinding now her hips forward back almost beggingly for more especially with the exit of the troll's fingers, leaving her shuddering and spilling nearly like a waterfall from her womanhood.<br/><br/>Eagerly she nodded over and over all the while her drinking and bites got more ravenous to show this. As the surprise came though she had to let go to let out a loud high pitched cry of arousal, the caverns of her nethers hugged her fingers tightly upon entering again.<br/><br/>Right then above her dripping netherlips flesh would start to extend forward and form into a long thick shaft accompanied by a pair of balls. Its tip already glistening with liquid and pulsing as it would brush against the troll's belly upwards. Xanir's head swayed slightly in a drunken haze when looking up again to her current mistress, smiling sweetly and sly. "The ride is here.. my dear queen.." She whispered while one hand began to stroke her daunting length.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>