’ Anything else she had to say died away as I kissed up her thighs, alternating with each tender touch, until finally the smooth, tender skin of her...shaved lips met mine. Sweet like cotton candy and intensely aromatic, her juices filled my mouth as I began to lick, sweetly probing inside her. When Amy sighed I pulled you down further to better gain access to her clit, already hard and swollen from my attentions. Amy’s hands suddenly tangled in my hair and her hips bucked again and again, urging. Maybe there’s still some chance of preventing an all-out war. If not, we’ll be there to help him deal with it when the time comes... Edraele stared out the window at the stars, her instincts screaming at her that this was the wrong decision. I’ll do as you ask, she finally said. But I think we’re making a terrible mistake... We haven’t got any choice, Alyssa said, fighting down a rising tide of panic.The Maliri Matriarch was suddenly reminded just how young Alyssa was. At only eighteen years. “Lick me,” she commands, pointing to her clit. I obey, touching her pussy with my tongue. “Mmmm. That's good … not too fast. Now, slip your tongue inside and taste my wetness.” I again obey, getting my first taste inside a pussy. “Mmmm. Good boy. Now, that's muff diving.”She slips down my body, brushing her nipples against my lips. As I lick each one, she coaches, “Nibble them. Run your tongue over them.” I gentle suck and flick her nipples, waiting for her response. “Mmmm. Suckle them. That’s. Do you wish to return to your real family?" No, I have no real family other than J'cob's," I stated clearly, "But..." Through tears and sobs I tried to explain my loneliness and my feeling of imprisonment without seeming ungrateful for all care and love the elves had shown me. Part way through I saw L'ncze appear in the room but B'nack ushered her out and I continued to unburden myself to the elderly elf whose arms surrounded and comforted me. Gradually, encouraged by soothing words, I poured.