<span style="font-weight: bold">Ambrosia</span><br/><br/>“How wonderfully<span style="font-style: italic">accommodating</span>of you,” I purr, my wings fluttering in pleasure, leaning in and pressing my lips lightly against Eiyre’s. “I’ll be ready in juuust a minute,” I tease, with a flicker of tongue as I rub my body against hers. “You should know,” I continue, as I unselfconsciously strip and my darkleaf armor begins to flutter down like autumn’s leaf-fall, “I don’t jump into the mouth of just<span style="font-style: italic">any</span>pretty girl I meet,” I smile at her, “but we’re battle-sisters now, I<span style="font-style: italic">trust</span>you, and it’ll be good for<span style="font-style: italic">some</span>people to see how<span style="font-style: italic">natural</span>it is to swallow someone, and how<span style="font-style: italic">safe</span>it is inside a<span style="font-style: italic">friendly</span>belly,” I continued, giving her tum a little pat. Soon, I’d be massaging it in earnest, from the inside.<br/><br/>Quite nude and beautiful, water cascading and dripping down my naked flesh, I approached Xarithe.<br/><br/>“Time to get you out of these wet things,” I smiled at him, caressing his near-sodden chest. I could hardly wait to have the handsome man slithering down my throat, before I took my own watery slide down Eiyre’s...