<span style="color: #8000ff">"Need... The girls need... The harpies..." </span>Delithia was struggling to get her words out as she ravaged her pet and continued to fight the lust.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "Can't take care... Need to breed them... So many chicks..." </span>She placed one hand one Lily's belly and came again with a loud moan, the tip of the toy now pressed against the entrance to her pet's womb.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "Want to... Want to make her pregnant... She is my pet... Needs to give her master a beautiful daughter... Then you will take me somewhere public and give me a daughter."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>