[Zetta has both hands in Ferran's hair now, her hips rocking and twitching up towards his mouth with each ministration, her eyes heavy-lidded with lust and pleasure.] Mmmm, fuck... Yes, gorgeous, that... fuck...
God, you're both so -- [Riley's voice has a whine to it.] This is... I...
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God, you're both so -- [Riley's voice has a whine to it.] This is... I...