[ her hand tangles in march's hair, drags her closer. the megalodon groans, roars inside her; each drop in march's lips tastes sweeter, more savory, more rich and potent. by the time the potion draws to a finish, decanted in full across stelle's cock and into march's eager lips, it's practically nectar. ]
Good girl. Good girl. You're... you're the most wonderful friend I could ask for.
[ her words are stunningly gentle - especially given the way she ruts against march's cheek, grinding her cock against every bit of soft skin she can find. ]
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Good girl. Good girl. You're... you're the most wonderful friend I could ask for.
[ her words are stunningly gentle - especially given the way she ruts against march's cheek, grinding her cock against every bit of soft skin she can find. ]