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A wild glint flashed in the troll's amber eyes as she picked up on the elf, seeming to be thirsty for more than a single thing. However, with so little patrons even approaching her corner, to assume the Troll wasn't just as starved of captivation wouldn't be entirely wrong. Leaning in a little closer, resting one elbow on the bar counter, Zakizi would keep one finger on her robe collar.</i> <span style="color: #bfbfbf">"Oh...ya mean like dis?" </span><i>With an intensely slow movement, she would pull her robe collar down an inch further, her flushed blue breasts sheening from the humidity of the Freeport docks, the flesh seeming to bulge out past the robe cloth as if it was bound and forced to seem smaller as an act of wardrobe deception. The tone began to darken as she flashed the elf the edges of her azure areola, wondering how far she could have fun with the elf.</i></div><div class="quoteExpand">Click to expand...</div></blockquote>
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</div>The confident stride of the elven escort would slow down further when her eyes were granted another morsel of what is hiding behind the textile prison. Not because she was hesitating but rather had to restrain her engines, there was much passion left beating in the heart of the elegant lady even after her last guest. Much pleasure of flesh had been indulged in in her long life as an elf, but when was the last time she had someone this exotic making her blood rush with lust?<br/><i><br/>
"Calm yourself, Xarin. I want to enjoy every part of this hot mess I'm about to get into." </i>She thought as she catched herself a slight excited sigh slip past her lips, nibbling gently on her underlip when coming to a stop right infront the troll. Her greedy gaze said it all while she agonizingly waited to see more of her, as if she could pounce on her any moment should she be told to do so. "Yes.. I'd love to see more of your 'voodoo', Zakizi. I will gladly make it up to you.. and for every day I had not noticed you before." She says just as her delicate fingers takes place on the troll's thighs, kneading and stroking ever so slowly she could.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>