Anastasia looked at her nephew and got ready to argue, before pausing.
James smiled as he watched his aunt remember that he was different than other men. Her face grew red, and he knew she was thinking about when he fucked her.
"Ahem.. are you sure James? I know you are different than other men but… can you manage thirty? That's two and a half years of a normal man's quota you'll need to fulfill.."
James nodded and said, "Don't worry auntie! If I do.. let's say.. three a day then I'll be done in a week and a half. Maybe a little longer though, I need to teach Bashi a lesson."
Him and Anastasia went back and forth for a little bit till the Orc Emissary cut in.
"What are you humans talking about? How could one little manling possibly complete our request by himself?"
She scoffed a little and waived her hand as if unable to even entertain the idea.
Anastasia watched in helplessness as her nephews face twitched. When did his temper get so bad?
