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... d and low.
"Well? Why aren’t you fingering yourself?"
Elira flinched—still kneeling, brush in hand, her thighs slick with shame, breath shallow. Her face flushed deeper, yet her fingers remained frozen at her sides.
"I-I..." she stammered. "I was focusing on the calligraphy..."
Allen arched a brow. "Cute. But that brush isn’t the only thing that’s supposed to be dripping."
Behind him, the wet slap of flesh on flesh still echoed off the chamber walls. Lira, ...
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