<span style="color: #b30000">“Then show me… show me how good I make you feel. Let me hear and feel your pleasure. If- you want you can put your other cock… in me too.” </span>She moaned into Leena’s ear and started to buck her hips as she started to reach her orgasm.<span style="color: #b30000">“Ophidian still needs to have your ass too… I think we should change positions when he’s done with me.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #4d4dff">“Why not? Why can’t I just bury them and leave them to rot where they belong.” </span>Athena seemed to be growing more agitated and held her head as she tortured herself further to fight back the effects of her heat. She seemed too distracted with the heat to even notice the effects of Zelina’s aura but the priestess’ efforts were still slightly delayed by the amount of pain Athena was inflicting on herself.<span style="color: #4d4dff">“Fine… fine, you can help me. But the second you step out of line I’m gone.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #660000">“Even if you did pass out you’d just wake up with my head between your legs.” </span>She started preparing and cleaning the fish and soon the kitchen was filled with a surprisingly aromatic scent. But even with the smell of fish cooking Crimzon clearly noticed the priestess’ arousal and growled softly.<span style="color: #660000">“I think we both have a… freshly prepared meal to look forward to. You may have a hard time eating.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>