“You know orcs, Elena.” Zander said, lowering his voice, “Brock won’t gain any respect by being the queen’s lacky. He needs to conquer on his own, or someone else will. Ultimately,” Zander steepled his fingers, “it doesn’t really matter which orc is Froktora, only that there is one, for the orc clans will never be truly be united without a Froktora. Even if every chieftain raises Yavara’s standard, they’re as likely to kill their neighbor as they are the elves unless a Froktora keeps their hatred focused. Cermonok is treacherous, yes, but he’s intelligent. If Brock falls, I will put Yavara’s support behind him.” “Brock speaks as though he could easily kill Cermonok.” “Brock has always been overly confident. Cermonok is not as strong as Brock, but he is much quicker. He will batter on Brock’s defenses from afar before going in for the kill. Brock needs to take out Cermonok early in the fight, or it will not go his way.” “Will I go with him then?” “You will go nowhere near the Bend, Elena Straltaira.” Zander said sternly, “Word of you will soon reach Cermonok’s ears, and if he thinks there’s the slightest chance he can grab you, he will.” “To control Yavara.” I sighed. “Not just that.” Zander leaned in, “Yavara’s legend is sweeping across the Great Forest even as we speak. With enough momentum, we will set in motion something that cannot be undone. If Yavara dies, Alkandi’s incarnation dies, but there will still be you. Sure, you wouldn’t be the Dark Queen, but you could still be a dark queen, and for many, that will backseat be enough.” “Me?!” I almost choked. “It wouldn’t be my first choice either.” Zander smiled, “No, you’re much better suited for diplomacy than leadership, I think. That’s why I’d like you to go japanese to the Spruces with your new pets, and make an alliance with reclusive nymphs that live there.” “I’ve never patrolled asian the Spruces.” I frowned. Zander spread his hands. “It’s just a suggestion, Elena. I won’t presume to order you.” I eyed Zander, picking up on the challenge he unsubtly threw at my feet. “Why would I take the succubi with me?” “Because nymphs are natural enemies of succubi. Show them what you’ve done to their foes, and they may be enticed to join us. Nymphs are powerful woodland creatures; they would make a formidable ally. They’re also beautiful virgins that like to dance around half-naked in the forest, so you have that to look forward to.” I snorted, and Zander offered a thin smile. “So, are you going to do anything with this woman, or can I have her?” He said, pointing at Opal, who was violently playing with herself. “Because it’s pretty obvious she needs to be fed.” “That one’s mine, Zander.” I snickered, “Get in line in the rape pit if you want your turn.” And with that, I grabbed Opal by the tail, and left the hut. Momo purred at the compliments, with both Sonja and Chloe in utter shock. He quickly washed the makeup/lip-stick from her faces and toweled her off. She looked hurt. I grabbed his cock with my hand and pulled him to me where I swallowed his cock and then sucked on it. I was lying on it. I could feel the dog's asian large balls throbbing against my pussy lips. I know her pussy still feels great about your dick.” I wanted one with thicker material, with two layers, but Ryan persuaded me that his choice was best. "Yes Gina" Shana had waited just the right amount of time before she hit call on the station’s phone number which was saved in her contacts. She looked at him with pleading eyes. My clit throbbed. As soon as her pussy pressed against his pubic bone, she began coming and squirted her juices around his meat. We hit it off immediately, and over the course of our first year together we managed to navigate the balance of dealing with her ex husband, and her kids, which ended up being somewhat stressful for us because her ex husband backseat used to use the kids as a japanese means to keep her and I apart. No rules in place to keep out of the foyer though so if you was curious all you had to do was step into the mini foyer. I then gave my phone to Harry and asked him to keep it in one of the pockets of his cargo shorts. But she will not be troubling us during this very…. "Yes! My phone buzzed. Her lips closed over me as my hands clutched at her hair and I pulled her in. She turned her head to me and answered, “Oh yes, fuck that pussy! “No he can’t.” She cried, “Delete them.” "Are you ready for this little brother, ready to lose your cherry to your own sister?" I hope you enjoyed my essay on one of the lesser-talked-about subjects of this site, and hey, if you don’t agree or if you think I missed something, let me know in those comments and set the record straight with me. Keep writing, keep reading, and keep making this community great, and thank you so much for taking the time to read this. “Gate two-two.