Rayne grinned wickedly and used her long fingers to push the egg as deep into Eliza as possible and then hold it there.<span style="color: #a64dff">“No, I think you’ll keep it until you beg me to let you push it out.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #8000ff">“Perhaps, but she still went missing with my daughter which is strange. I hope she’s safe whenever she is.”</span><br/><br/>Nyarien resisted moaning for a surprising amount of time but Ophidian would feel her spasm around him.<span style="color: #b30000">“What… what do I want?” </span>She growled low and finally let out a deep moan.<span style="color: #b30000">“I don’t want you to fuck me until I pass out… I want to come down and cuddle with you, I want to rest in your arms while Leena swallows all of your cum. But… I give myself to you, Ophidian. Make me your mate, make me a mother, mark my womb as your property while my wife watches.” </span>She tensed for a moment as she neared her orgasm.<span style="color: #b30000"> “One child after a next, never… promise to never leave my womb empty.” </span>She turned her head to look at him as much as could.<span style="color: #b30000"> “I want…” </span>She moaned loudly but seemed to be resisting her orgasm as she tried to get her words out.<span style="color: #b30000">“Twins. Make my make them, make me huge… fuck me every day, stretch me with your cocks and your children.” </span>With her fantasy spoken her back arched as much as it could in her position and she came with a deep, melodic moan.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>