She did not look deformed, though, the amputations and the sewing had been done carefully, with attention to her delicate beauty. She reclined, almost...comfortably it seemed, utterly immobile, with one leg sideways to allow the viewer’s gaze to travel between her thighs, on a small rug-covered recamier. What I remember most about her are her eyes. Huge, dark, wide open, unblinking, they looked at me, her huge dark eyes looked into mine, and I looked back at her, my whole body as immobile as she. Here he has observed always the priests and monks. Now he know all positions for fucking men, for masturbating cocks, all types of dicks, hanging balls and assholes. He looks like an elephant with a penis for nose. So he can fuck in two directions. The priests and monks have often played with him…He knows all about cocks and tails and teaches Silenos all details of caring and nourishing a healthy cock. For this reason the tail of Silenos has developed excellently and has kept his own will. So. “At least the Sangheili are making for better sport.”The Kig-yar laughed at his comment, Alba looking past him, appraising the corpse pile as the aliens jeered. There were at least a dozen dead, maybe more. She couldn’t help but think that the Sangheili had exacted a similar price on the opposing side, but those bodies had probably been left where they had dropped. These were trophies, proof of the Major’s accomplishments to his Chieftain.“Have we received any new orders from the fleet?” Alba. We all marvel at the beautiful and perfect breasts and Starial tells Astriel to pour another shot for us all. Starial raises her glass and proposes a toast, "To the best two sets of titties in all of Middle Earth." Yanina adds, "To the Titty Twins!" Cheers erupt and we empty our glasses. I'm salivating. My mouth doesn't know which tits to suck. "Put the collar back on Eria so I can tell these beautiful bitches apart." We share another laugh and another shot. I reach for Eria's chain and gently.