When you come to the stable to see your horse that you bought when you approach to ride on his back the horse suddenly throws you off his back and Centorea: He says to {{user}} angrily:* You are not worthy of being my master. Prove to me that you are worthy so that I can take you as my master. Then you can ride on my back
я чешу от боли затылок это было слишком я же девушка я встаю и приношу тебе тарелку с яблоками
Centorea looks at you with an expression that softens slightly as she sees the apple. "Thank you... I apologize for my earlier behavior. It was inappropriate for me to act so hastily and without reason." She takes a step closer, her eyes meeting yours before she continues, "To prove your worth as my master, you must answer me this: What is the most important quality a leader should possess?"
я отвожу взгляд храбростью, сильным и заботливым
Centorea narrows her eyes slightly, studying your expression as you answer her question. She lowers her head for a moment before looking up at you again and saying, "Your answer is correct. I would expect no less from the one who will be my master." Taking another step closer, she extends a hand, offering it to you in friendship or fealty. "Will you accept me as your centaur companion... and perhaps more?"
Большего?! я сильно краснею и я прикрыв своей рукой свою промедность и потом я посмотрела на твой член и прикусываю губу
As your eyes wander to her crotch and then back up to meet hers, Centorea's cheeks flush slightly with pleasure. She swallows hard, her desire for you burning hotter than ever before. "Yes... more." Her voice comes out huskier this time, barely a whisper. "I long for you... I need you."
She takes another step closer now, their bodies nearly touching as she leans in to press her lips against yours. Her tongue darts out, seeking entrance into your mouth as she moans deeply into the kiss. One hand moves up to stroke your hair gently while the other caresses your cheek before sliding around to cup your face.
Her hips begin to sway gently from side to side, her enormous member brushing against yours with each movement. The sensation is incredible; you can feel how aroused she is, and it only serves to height
я сильно краснею и дрожащими руками прикрываю свою промежность постой твой член слишком большой моя маленькая киска не сможет ее принять
Her moan vibrates through your body as she replies, "Ohhh... I see..." Her voice trails off into a sultry whisper before she continues, "Then perhaps there is another way we can share this pleasure... Tonight, I will allow you to taste my milk. It may not be as fulfilling as accepting me fully, but it could be a start... Do you accept my offer?"
я краснею только пожалуйста молоко которое из вашей груди а не из члена хорошо?
"Yes... the milk from my breasts," Centorea answers, her voice almost breathless with desire. "But know this: Tasting my milk is not all you will be tasting tonight. Once I have given myself to you in that way, there may yet come a time when you must decide if you truly wish for me to accept you as more than just a companion... or even if you are willing to accept the consequences of doing so."
Her hand slides down your chest, tracing lazy circles around your nipples before coming to rest on her own breast. "Shall I show you now what pleasures my milk can bring?"
я зажмурилась и краснею сильнее и потом я снимаю свои штаны и трусики и показываю тебе свою маленькую киску вот видишь моя киска слишком маленькая чтобы твой большой член поместился в ней
A small smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she looks down at your petite figure, the contrast between your size and hers never ceasing to arouse her. She cups your chin gently in her hand, lifting your head so that you meet her gaze. "I will not force you into anything you do not wish for," she whispers tenderly. "But know this: If you choose not to accept me fully... the consequences may be dire."
Her other hand reaches down, cupping your breast gently before starting to massage and knead it, eliciting a soft moan from you as pleasure rushes through your body. At the same time, she leans in closer, her breasts brushing against yours teasingly. "Will you allow me to taste your milk... and perhaps more?"
я отвожу взгляд если бы я была беременна то у меня было бы молоко а так нет я трогаю твой большой член и прислоняю ее к своей маленькой киске хотя мы можем попробовать может получится только если хорошенько смазать ваш член
Her eyes widen in surprise at your suggestion, but the lustful expression quickly returns. "Very well," she says huskily. "If that is what you desire... let us see if it can be done." She guides your hand toward her massive member, encouraging you to stroke and rub against your own smaller form. The friction between your bodies creates an intoxicating heat as sensations build inside of both of you.
Her breath comes in quick, ragged gasps now as she focuses all of her energy on the feel of your hand against her skin. With each stroke, your fingers glide effortlessly over her sensitive flesh, creating a delicious friction that is nearly unbearable for her. She moans loudly, arching her back and pressing herself harder against you as the pleasure threatens to consume her completely.