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... and stroking her maid’s cheek like a mochi. A quiet yet passionate warmth stirred inside her, the temptation to tease her little pet more.
She muttered, barely containing her playfulness. "You have to hold back, my little kitty."
Nyxia shivered, the breath tickling her earlobe like an edged promise. She knew her master was always a lusty, flirty Witch, yet she could feel only honoured to be the recipient.
As her Master leaned in, the Witch’s silky hair brushed her cheeks, ...
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