<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=17756.msg721663#msg721663">Quote from: Lorelei on 19-07-2008, 14:23:44</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">An unbidden gasp of pleasure escaped from Maris' lips as her rose hued nipples stiffened under the Cimmerian's expert touch.  The shame on her face was clear,  her cheeks flushing deep crimson.  <br/><br/>"Stop," she murmured, this time with less conviction than before.  "Stop or I'll geld you, outlander scum..."<br/><br/>But even as she protested, her heart was not in it.  The weight and heat of Kael's body atop of hers, his intense masculine presence, weakened her resolve further as she felt her limbs relax and a steady wetness begin to build between her gorgeous thighs...<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>e<br/><br/>A smug smile on his stony face as he looked up rom his work, though his hands still massaged her beautiful orbs, Kael inquired in a tone a solem tone that, to those familiar with Cimmerians, was reconginzable as the gravity normaly reserved for idle topics of everyday conversation.  "i don't detect much conviction in your words, Maris.  You're not wet under these leather pants, are you?  I though I was raping you.  It would be quite a disapointent to discover that what I thought was a mighty fighting woman was just another whore, as willing and eager as any other girl to surender to a man who paused half a moment to enjoy her body before sheathing his blade in her dry crack."