I felt the color drain from my face. “A total victory?” I asked. She tilted her head, studying my expression. “A decisive victory. A rogue elven regiment saved the army, and the rest retreated across the marshes and pulled their bog bridges behind them. It’ll be at least ten days before the horde crosses the marshlands, and by then I’m sure the entire rift will be entrenched. We’ll dig in, set up supply lines, and wait for Leveria to come negotiate.” japanese I couldn’t help but show my relief. Yavara laughed. “You thought I’d march a horde of raping, murdering beasts into my homeland? You think so little of me, Adrianna. Now,” she peeled the sheets off my body, and grinned at the evidence crusted over my flesh, “go get yourself cleaned up, Governess.” I was in the bath for a long time. I could hear Yavara shuffling through my things in the next room, musing aloud at what she found as though to broach my conversation through the door. I didn’t know why, but I’d begun to think of her group sex as more of a force than a person, like a waterfall in the river of my life that I would have to tumble over no matter what, and all I could do was hope to survive it. The luxuriant bathroom felt like a prison cell, and the hangman’s noose was waiting just outside. Her strange friendly demeanor didn’t put me at ease; if anything, it put me more on edge. What game was she playing with me? When would the trapdoor close? I scrubbed my flesh nearly to rawness with worry, then washed out my hair, and toweled off. Before I dawned my white robe, I reached behind the sink, and grabbed the dagger there. I strapped it to my thigh, made asian sure the robe was loose enough to conceal it, then walked back into the bedroom. “That’s a cute outfit.” Yavara said, lounging in a chair. She’d pulled out the toys Furia and I used on each other, and had clearly tested some of them while I was in the bathroom. “This is a robe of state. All hybrids wear them to official functions.” “I like it. It’s elegant, but just slutty enough.” She smiled, indicating the slit in the robe that ran to my pelvis, “What’s the occasion? Wait, don’t tell me. I’ve been like a princess on her birthday waiting to open her present, and I can’t wait any longer!” She got up and walked toward me, and I wondered for a moment if she thought I was the present to be unwrapped. I prepared myself, feeling my nethers awaken with excitement even if my heart thrummed with fear, but she walked past me, and headed instead toward the western window. “Trenok told me a few details, but you know orcs; they could see the face of god, and their only de***********ion would be, ‘she was hot.’” Yavara chuckled, then Hardcore stopped a few paces from the window, and turned around, “Haven’t you ever given a girl a surprise before, Adrianna? Cover my eyes.” I stepped behind Yavara, reached around her, and laid my hands over her eyes. As I guided her to the western window, I facial contemplated the dagger beneath my robes. Did you not get enough group sex sleep last night?” ​“You’ve already took my pants off, and we both know what you want to do…” John caressed asian her soft Hardcore wet lips with his hand, rubbing in an oval like shape. Did they treat you with respect?" These weren’t your typical, perfectly spherical comically fake breasts seen in porn films, these were… elegant, almost natural looking… almost. Then he would stop only to start again. The next day, I would start changing my town of Rainier for the better. So juicy. Knowing that I’d be in a public meeting later I declined their offer. My asshole was contracting, trying to expel this monstrous intruder, but I knew we were fully tied until his knot deflated, a lot. Looking down at his daughter's fully exposed sex, he gasped facial in astonishment, "It is so beautiful, Lisa, so smooth." Her mouth was alive with the taste of my girlish juices. thighs clenched together and her arms tensed up you could see her chest pushing back and He owed me a daughter. “When would we do this?” I said in a choked voice. “You taste so good, Becky,” he groaned between licks. He looked out the kitchen door at the pool in the back yard and could picture her lying naked on the lounge. "Too cool." Gone was the dirty japanese talk of encouragement, only grunts and guttural moans accompanied by odd incoherent, half-finished sentence. An erection started forming in his pants. At least, not until they were eighteen. I told Dave we had reservations, a babysitter, everything was going to be just right.