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... usal—strangely intoxicating. She wanted to taste it. Craved it, even.
But not yet.
She wanted to savor this moment. To watch Claude grow desperate, needy. After all, it had always been her who came undone.
Her pointed nose brushed softly along his shaft, and Claude shuddered beneath her touch.
"What are you waiting for, Mother?" he muttered, voice strained. "Can't you see how hard I am?"
She smirked, eyes gleaming. "Don't be so impatient, Claude. I'm admir ...
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