<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/3bfaeb75dbcce83bfc397be0f8c47baa.jpg)</div><strong>Aten Marlowe</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/15RW9l1-kdi1U_p6TrvCCoAbEAKuMV4KyKxnD-dlWCKA/edit)<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=313234.msg15268394#msg15268394">Quote from: Muse on 07-02-2020, 10:08:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/3bfaeb75dbcce83bfc397be0f8c47baa.jpg)</div><strong>Aten Marlowe</strong> (https://docs.google.com/document/d/15RW9l1-kdi1U_p6TrvCCoAbEAKuMV4KyKxnD-dlWCKA/edit)<br/><br/>   "Good girl," Aten purred.  his tongue worked over her pristine petals with devoted attention.  If lust were magic, he was weaving every spell he knew to bind her into devoted obedience now.  The flat of his tongue took long strokes.  Then just the tip.  He probed at her channel, but didn't stretch it...  That was for another member.  Long strokes stimulated her clit.  Then short flicks of the tongue.  Then full laps from channel to clit.  "Don't hold back," Aten rumbled.  "Give into your body.  Give into me.  Give me your love.  Give me your lust.  Cum hard." <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=313234.msg15268401#msg15268401">Quote from: ElayneTrakand on 07-02-2020, 10:21:49</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatright"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.45em;">Vin</span></strong> (https://www.dndbeyond.com/profile/ElayneTrakand/characters/18822198)<br/>(https://i.imgur.com/tXuNUgt.jpg)</div> Vin reached up searching around the cart for something to grip onto and began breathing heavily, she herself not sure whether at the panic of being raped again or in the pleasure of the amazing oral. Where had Aten gotten so good at this? As Aten started to go faster she arched her back, shifting her weight almost completely straight down on her shoulders and his, rather than the angled weight that it had been. As she arched her back all of the muscles in her body tensed slightly though in much more of a stretched tension of use rather than the earlier tension of stress and preparation to flee. The tight muscles revealed just how toned her body was despite her not having much bulk or indication of any strength, more the body of a dancer than that of someone used to physical labour.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Stubborn little thing, aren't you?"  Aten's sensual rumble was like listening to a lion purr.<br/><br/>The war-priest stalked up the bard's body on his hands and knees.  Looking down, she could see that he had shed his pants while licking her.  His manhood was a rampant and ready pillar, almost frighteningly thick.<br/><br/>Aten's lips grazed Vin's own, dripping with the proof of her arousal.<br/><br/>"How long can you resist?" he whispered, probing her channel with his manhood.<br/><br/>Aten kissed Vin more fully upon the lips as his manhood pressed sensually into the depths of her velvet tunnel.  His tongue wrestled with the young bard's as his thickness enjoyed her in steady, sensual strokes.  She could taste the proof of her kneed on his domineering tongue!