And he'll feel it, just as always, the twitch of her hips fighting against his hand a little as she squirms with pleasure, mouth half open as she looks up at him with a low keening sound already starting. He's perfect. Never stopped being perfect. "Morepleassir." But it's not just more of that exquisite tongue she wants, there's something else, too. She can take it. She knows she can take it. "Feed, Master," she stammers out, gasping. "I'll still be strong enough."
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