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My tail swished behind me, bristling with anticipation. So instead of that, I crawled onto Master's lap as he sat down on his bed, the frame made of twisted braids of gold shaped like leafy vines. Mistress Kora sat beside him, with Ealaín standing before them masturbation and Nathalie kneeling on the floor, her twin braids of blonde hair falling down to her naked breasts. Her titties were as tiny and cute as mine. Master scratched absently at my tawny hair between my two ears. They twitched, and I purred happily as he explained to us what Princess Siona told him. He was such a wonderful man. I wasn't surprised at all that he wanted to clit rescue Aingeal. Not after he tried to free me from slavery, which was so foolish of him, but also so endearing. I loved him so much. “So we have to get her out of a cage and then we'll need a distraction to get us into the garden,” Sven said. “There's a courtyard that's full of faerie before it. They'll see us for sure unless we can get them cleared and out of our way.” “Well, there's Conleth and Turlough,” Mistress Kora said. Sven gave his sister a curious look. “They are two male faerie that showed an... interest in your sister,” Ealaín said, her arms folded before her silver breastplate. She looked so fierce and martial standing before us, but yet so sensual at the same time pussy with her armor molding to the shape of her curvy body beneath, her white hair contrasting with her black skin, and those eyes... So yellow. They were both warm with desire and yet a cold. Like a gem, they could be both brilliant and yet hard and unyielding. She only truly cared about Kora's art. If she thought saving Aingeal would be a detriment, would she betray us to save Mistress's Solo life? She'd have to be watched. “An interest, huh?” Sven said, glancing at Kora. “They, uh, vowed to worship me and be my devoted slaves, brother mine. I... considered playing with them, but then I saw their cocks.” “And they just couldn't compare with masturbating mine, eh, sister dear?” You’re both pointlessly persistent and take your ideologies to these weird extremes, but still. Many others had stripped naked to massage their tits and reveal sweaty bodies shuddering with pleasurable thoughts about what lay around the corner. clit I would pound her cunt. pussy I was still in a bit of a trance as the man started to undress me saying that he didn’t think Solo the suit was right masturbation for his daughter. Her fearing I needed someone to talk with. Gina masturbating felt herself blush. Her head snapped around then she saw me in the shower area. Leesa landed on her wound with a cry. Let’s go for a little walk, you may need more training.” “She must be asking them about being a slave,” Mistress Tracey said. “You don't have to do this.