<span style="color: DarkOrange">"I think you're acting on instinct, if you were just guessing you'd wouldn't just play with my nipples... even if they are oversensitive and starting to fill with milk."</span>She cooed softly and lead one of Sarevess' hands down between her legs.<span style="color: DarkOrange">"Feel that heat? That's when I'm getting horny... or aroused, and you're the cause of it. Now keep going, and see what else you can make my body do."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: DarkRed">"Your father doesn't like me, he used to work for me many years ago... and I wasn't very nice to him, he was a Troll taking a job from a Night Elf and I treated him like garbage because of it. He never forgave me, even though I was only looking out for my soldiers."</span>She slowly moved Amber off her lap and stood up.<span style="color: DarkRed">"My legs are starting to bug me again, I think I just need to stand up for a bit. Why don't you come into the kitchen with me and I can start cleaning up the kitchen."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>