Analise slowly righted herself and pushed Rachel back.<span style="color: #ff9999">"W-wait..." </span>She turned around and leaned back against the wall with her legs still spread.<span style="color: #ff9999">"I want... to see you. F-fuck... fuck the Light. I am yours..." </span>The Elf shuddered and tentatively reached down to stroke Rachel's hair.<span style="color: #ff9999"> "I... I am yours."</span><br/><br/>The'kal's roars died down to pleasured moans as the cum in her stomach audibly sloshed with each hard thrust. The harder Ashia thrust the tight The'kal grew and the larger the pool of her arousal grew.<span style="color: #666600">"Can't help it... you got me so worked up... I need to make sure I get what I need. And I need... need you to breed me like a proper whore... Make all of these... sexy people watch me swell with life."</span><br/><br/>Delithia frowned a bit and nodded.<span style="color: #0080ff">"Maybe not, but I will do my best to try. The world is a big place, dear, if you imagine it I'm sure it exists somewhere." </span>The priestess was a Sentinel during the First War, but after losing so many friends and sisters to war she hung up her armor and took to mending wounds and educating the young about the different races of Azeroth in hopes of preventing future wars.<span style="color: #0080ff">"Let's start from the beginning then. What do you seek? Do you seek love? Lust? Knowledge? Power? Companionship? There's no right answer to most questions, you just need to know how to react to every situation life throws at you."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>