She wore shirts and pastel colours from the mums’ range, but they looked expensive. I wanted to tell her I lusted after her. I wanted her to imagine...the packed train and me choosing her. I wanted her to blush and lubricate her pussy becoming moist to the thought of me wanting her. I then wanted her to accept that she needed the same, apart for sex she needed to be fucked, she wanted the excitement from her teenage years. My mind raced and I could feel my cock swell in my trousers, the material. I wanted her to anticipate what might come next as I savored the view. I bent down and slid my tongue inside her ass, reaching under to rub her clit at the same time. Just as I expected she went crazy. I continued to lick and tongue her asshole as I rubbed her clit until she was at the edge, then I sat up and slid my cock in her ass, just as she had suggested earlier. I began slow at first, but her asshole sucked me in, and I could tell she was loving it, so I grabbed her hips and began. I know this probably has some sort ofnarcotic in the liquid, and I don't want to drink from a baby bottle--letalone with a penis nipple--but the alternate choice is to get electricallyshocked, and then probably giving in and drinking the bottle anyway. Iangle my head for her to put the bottle in my mouth while feeling a tearrun down my cheek.In went the nipple. I wondered how I was going to suck on the bottle withmy jaw stuck in one position, but the nipple was so soft and pliable thatjust. Thank you.’ The night elf meekly bowed. Aestu took an ingot from her toolbox, placed it on the anvil, and, smiling slightly, got to work. D’Dea felt compelled to turn away while Aestu crafted the thing. She heard the clank, clank, clank of Aestu’s combination tool, followed by the hiss of water on elementium. ‘All done!’ D’Dea turned back to Aestu. ‘Thank…’ D’Dea’s shy gratitude was cut short by the howl of a great yeti. The two armored women turned – the eight-foot-tall (and nearly as wide).