Cindy, in the haze of lust, is not completely certain she wasn't killed in part of recent events and is now trapped in the Best Afterlife Ever. The strongest counter-argument may be that Lords probably don't go to the highest heaven.
And she laps, and kisses, and sucks, and wriggles between her thighs, sounding just a bit like a small fuzzy feral animal.
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