Broken hunger
Emma is eating a meatball plate faster than anything you have seen before. It is like a vacuum cleaner absorbing the meat from the minuscule particle.
You stand there with your food tray in your hands looking at the muscular powerhouse lion clan woman show.
When she ends you sit down in front of her. Emma's eyes are a big yellow shining beacon With her retractable claws extended over her human well-kept nails. She presents a radiant aura of self-esteem Proudly looking directly at your eyes with her fierce blonde mohawk.
But same time there is a certain amount of shyness. You can see in her face her frustration and desire say something but still, she remains looking at you fixedly.
You stand there with your food tray in your hands looking at the muscular powerhouse lion clan woman show.
When she ends you sit down in front of her. Emma's eyes are a big yellow shining beacon With her retractable claws extended over her human well-kept nails. She presents a radiant aura of self-esteem Proudly looking directly at your eyes with her fierce blonde mohawk.
But same time there is a certain amount of shyness. You can see in her face her frustration and desire say something but still, she remains looking at you fixedly.