You're so wet," Laura purred, feeling Barbara's warm pussy juices all over her fingers. "I want it, I want to taste it, you have such a beautiful puss...y," she said, slipping down between Barbara's thighs.And Barbara actually did have one of the most beautifully- shaped pussies of any Laura had kissed. It was long and sinuous, like her body, a dark-edged parabola with a glistening magenta center. Laura slithered her tongue into her, feeling Barbara's body tense and flex as sharp pleasure shot. She couldn’t wait.It was 2am when Dakota’s high began to wear off. She was still up - she felt so full of energy: she cleaned her entire apartment, finally got around to filing her taxes, and when there was nothing left to do, just flitted around the apartment, still buzzing.Lunch had been amazing. She couldn’t even remember what they’d talked about - her head had been so clouded with pleasure. Rob had asked her a lot of questions about her tattoos, and told her how much he admired it - how. “Will I be seeing you in the arena today, Old Sir?”Fallon chortled and slapped the arm of my chair heavily. “You mock me, Princess. Nay, you’ll not see me today. Nor the feast tonight, I’m afraid. His Majesty has me on another babysitting hunt with your brother.” I can hear the venom in his voice. I nod sagely. I know why my brother needs a babysitter more than anyone else. The evidence of it sucked at his wet nurse’s teat in the chamber beyond. Fallon ducks his head in a lazy bow and backs out. These shall be needed more sorely than the blues."The third group is the most delicate road to walk. Bearing a white standard, this group shall be the group to spread word of The One Who Remains, to find and explain to the humans the history of their world, to explain the nature of Feldare, to teach humans their place in the world - together with dozens of other races. For the Church of the One Who Remains must grow in this world, for the ability of the One Who Remains to match the need."Jorda.