<span style="color: #b300b3">"I don't want you to be stinky either, but if you were I would just wash and brush you until you weren't. I'd wash every single hair and then make you nice and fluffy to lay on and snuggle with."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">"I think you're just trying to be naughty by manipulating me into giving you what you want." </span>Vyre cooed softly when Ana started and rested her hand on her wife's head but let her work unobstructed.<span style="color: #5900b3">"And in the living room you become my pet? Why is that? You still comfort me when we rest in there." </span>She laid back on the table since she couldn't see Ana's face over her belly anyways and smiled.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "You have such a nice tongue."</span><br/><br/>Nalo waved dismissively and refilled her cup.<span style="color: #ff0000">"Sure, sure. Crimzon is not and has never expressed interest in a sexual relationship with Tyrande. I'm not saying she doesn't want one but it never came up in our many conversations. Well, it'll probably be fine."</span><br/><br/>Crimzon let out the smallest of growls when Tyrande moved away, not one of aggression but rather disappointment. She stared into Tyrande's eyes and licked her lips clean.<span style="color: #b30000">"Taste you?"</span>Sure enough she was very confused by having the pussy pressed to her face but once she figured what was expected she became a very dutiful partner.<span style="color: #b30000"> "I only want to touch you, Tyrande." </span>She brought her arms up and took a firm hold of the priestess' thighs and pulled her down further as she licked and cleaned every possible inch of offered flesh. Her tongue would explore for a while as she figured out what the priestess responded to the loudest before it ventured inside her lover.<span style="color: #b30000"> "Now? You've always owned it, ever since I learned how I feel about you... and what you make me feel. I've been yours. Others want me though, am I to formally reject them now?" </span>She brought one hand around to expose Tyrande's clit which she began to focus her licks on.<span style="color: #b30000">"Your moans are music to me, I want to hear more of them."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>