<span style="color: #ff0000">"We'll be alone soon enough and when we are the discussions are only going to get worse." </span>She lead Morah towards the restaurant and smiled.<span style="color: #ff0000">"My love, the sounds you make, the way you shake and shudder. I'm not insatiable, I love pleasing you."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff8000">"You just take good care of me so I never get to the point where I never have an abundance of energy. Right now is different though. Much different."</span><br/><br/>Sharindia would lower herself directly onto Aerin's waiting tongue, the thick muscle slowly pushing its way into the mage to explore it. Ras nodded and moved between the worgen's legs where he wasted little time in devouring her pussy. "Swollen lips, they keep twitching, and she's pouring like a waterfall... She's mad with lust and can barely control herself. Say the word and this bitch is getting taken like she needs, until then I'm just going to savor her. She is quite delicious."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>