There are two young women standing behind you in their delightful small-clothes which are see-through at the moment due to being soaked in the underground river. They huddle together meekly, sisters perhaps? You take the opportunity to look them up and down appreciatively.
A woman's body, with its thousand and one thresholds of ardor will make the single-grooved tongue reverberate with more than one language. This is, of course, compatibility, combining connotations of sexual orgasm and destiny, the pleasure of the feminine form, abolishing all repressions, reaches an intense crisis. The desire for transgression will make these half-elf women overflow.
Your desire for them will invent new desires, their bodies and souls will know your mastery.
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