<span style="color: #666600">"Then I just need to consult with you more often. Would you be okay with me going to you to help and advice in the future then? I know you're busy with cleaning up my other messes. I feel like I'd only cause more if I tried to do anything else unsupervised." </span>She sighed softly and looked down.<span style="color: #666600">"The memories of what I did to our daughter, all of those memories have come back and... Even if you could forgive me for I could never forgive myself."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"Well you can lay down and rest, or I can suck you off until you're completely exhausted and pass out in my throat? Both options work for me." </span>She pressed a little more against Vestla and moaned happily.<span style="color: #666600">"There you go, get all of his cum out of there."</span>The more Vestla worked for it the more cum flooded from The'kal's body until it was pouring down the Sayaad's chin.<span style="color: #666600">"I was known as the Loa of Mothers... and everything motherhood entailed... sex, pregnancy, childbirth, and raising them of course... Mostly sex and pregnancy though. I'd argue you already meet most of the qualifications." </span>She let out a surprised moan and grinned even though Vestla couldn't see it.<span style="color: #666600">"If you're truly interested we can... talk about this later. Being the patron deity of such a beautiful creature sounds so... fun."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>