“We will make you pay if you try!” the female retorted.“I’ve no doubt you’ll try, in a similar manner as using the Daoine Sidhe and their st...eds as a living shield must have appealed to your cowardice,” Morgana said disdainfully.“We are no cowards!” she stormed and lunged towards Morgana only to be sent flying back by a stunning pivoting kick by Morgana, leaving her sprawled and winded on the ground.“Not terribly smart either,” Morgana stated calmly as the badly winded Drow struggled to. With a 100 % success rate it was a sure thing for her pregnancy. The next day she went in. It was time.A questioner was filled out , info fed into a data base and within minutes 3 suitable mates where produced.She was naked and lying on a bed ,her head over the edge was locked into a large clamp type devise once the perfect angle for throating was established. Legs also strapped into the gyn table stirrups and spread extra wide exposing her shaved pussy and asshole.The males were assembled and. Sadly one day the pool was full of idiots and c***dren who wanted to do nothing else than run, jump, and splash everywhere, despite the notices asking people not to do so. A chat with the spa staff revealed that there was an outside pool, where c***dren were excluded, and that perhaps this should be the venue for my final swim of my week’s holiday.So the next day, despite it not being sunny and warm, I ventured out to this other pool, only to be confronted with a hen party in full swing,. It was called ‘Everything you are’. I played it. It was lovely except I didn’t have freckles. ‘Did you miss me,’ I asked kissing him. ‘I always miss you,’ he said, smiling sadly, ‘Caroline?’ Something serious was coming, he always called me Lena, in the Italian way, you know with an accent on the ‘e’ so it sounded like Layna. When he calls me Caroline, it usually means that he is serious and thoughtful. ‘Yes,’ I said quietly mirroring his mood, ‘what is it?’ ‘Would you come on holiday with.