Kitori grinned and jumped off of Lorna and into the water with a splash.<span style="color: #b300b3">“Are you going to make me take another bath after you lick me and get me dirty again?”</span><br/><br/>Vyre growled and moaned softly as Ana worked, her body giving Ana a small gush of fluid every time she used Vyre’s name.<span style="color: #5900b3">“We’ll have to discuss this again later… when my mind is clear.”</span>Despite all the orgasms she had with Inaara and the huge one with Ana, Vyre was quickly getting close and Ana was treated to the sweet moans of her wife in no time at all.<span style="color: #5900b3">“Keep licking, my love. Don’t miss a drop… you earned it all. When I’m clean I want to you to bend over a counter and spread yourself for me. It’s your turn before we move into the living room.”</span><br/><span style="color: #ff0000"><br/>
“My nose isn’t very sensitive and I think if I got close to smell either of those women’s vaginas you would both take turns beating me. I do agree though, she needs to get laid and needs some intimacy in her life. I just thought I’d have more time to teach Crimzon.”</span><br/><br/>Crimzon offered no argument or protest, far too dedicated to Tyrande’s pleasure to risk pulling her tongue free to respond. When her hand was bound she put her other hand up next to it and redoubled her efforts in an attempt to apologize. She let out a soft grunt when her face was so roughly used but she otherwise remained on course. Crimzon nodded and initially struggled when her mouth was flooded with something other than blood but she swallowed it down out of duty anyways unaware of Tyrande’s changes to her body. Her eyes fluttered as her face was coated.<span style="color: #b30000">“May… may I lick my face clean or am I to wear this? I will wear it proudly. I want more… I want more of you, Priestess.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>