<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/70/Sample_dbf5f83f424773d972464177c1c241e2.jpg)</div><strong>Amalea Morn</strong><br/><br/>Rarovan’s words sent heat pulsing through Amalea’s body.  She couldn’t imagine anything she wanted more in that moment than to make him happy.  Her hands stroked his manhood a little more firmly, trying to learn what he liked the most.<br/><br/>Amalea gave a disappointed mew when Dawn’s hands ceased their miraculous caress.  Though her own hands didn’t slow their attentive caress, her eyes opened and followed Dawn as she joined the dancers and they seduced her into being offered up as a play toy to the crowd.<br/><br/>The purple haired girl’s cheeks flared, momentarily afraid that Rarovan would lave her to take the dancing girls up on the offer.<br/><br/>He simply moaned and enjoyed her caress.   With a pleased smile, the purple haired girl leaned close and pressed her lips into Rarovan’s.  “Enjoy the show, sheildbrother,” She whispered.  “Don’t look away.”<br/><br/>Then she slipped down between his legs.  After she disappeared under the table, Rarovan felt Amalea’s hot breath on his manhood.  The purple haired girl tentatively leaned forewords and darted her tongue over the top of his manhood, taking her first taste of a man’s seed.  She rolled it around on her tongue for a moment, then swallowed.  Smiling giddily, she worked her tongue all around Rarovan’s length, paying special attention to the lower vein…<br/>