What is it?" I ... I did not ... I did not think my Queen. One of the men I left to guard the Drow..." Cantel looked at her."Yes! What?" Tarifa said."...It is Norebon." Cantel told her seeing her eyes widen."Norebon," Tarifa gasped. "His grandparents were slaughtered by the Drow in one of the last raids against the High Elves! Cantel ... how could you?" My Queen ... please you must believe me. I did not think!"Tarifa ignored him and broke into a sprint out of the cargo bay, heading for the. She raised her arms to him, holding him like a lover. She lifted her crotch off the couch and offered the grasping lips of her damp hot organ to his pink arching stiffness. He whined again and then growled. His cock slipped rapidly in and out of the first inch of her vagina. She arched her lower back mightily and shoved her body onto him. He threw his paws over her breasts and shoulders and let his weight fall on her.His lower legs were planted firmly on the couch, shoving him onto her in a. Today she wore the shortest skirt he had ever seen with another tight t-shirt and no bra. It was like she had pinched her nipples and made them poke against the thin material as she walked by his office. Suddenly, she bent over with her ass pointed at his door to pick up a paper and that short skirt raised above her ass and there was the hottest ass he had seen in years. She wore a skimpy thong that went up her ass crack and showed off the sexy cheeks. He was going to wait for the right moment. I could not contain my muscles. The sensation of her wet tongue teasing my ass was unbearably good. I wanted to jack off at the pleasure of Gwenn’s mouth on my ass, but I the binding on my writs denied me my self-gratification, and most probably my quick, impassive, and now I understand, unnecessary culmination. The restriction made it worst, which was for the better.Her claws pierced my hamstrings. Her face ripped apart my ass crack. Her anxious, warring snout battled my skin as if the.