08-07-2018, 09:43 AM
The urn was empty and the bucket didn't fill much of it. Ronan gasped and moaned softly as the cloth wiped over his sensitive areas. he shuddered a little as it wiped over his udder and Storm could feel that he still had much to give. he shifted after a moment to rest in his chair, none of Storms seed leaking from him. "G...Gods... i needed that... but... w...were mated now..." he says panting softly "Wh...what are we going to do about that? I...I cant go back to town and i dont want you to be banished because of me..."
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