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Yes, master.
He hadn’t expected to enjoy hearing those words on her lips quite so much. The throb in his thickened c**k from seeing her n***d did not come as a surprise, however. He’d known she would be a terrible temptation.
She was even more beautiful than he’d imagined. Though her body was still too thin from her enslavement at the agrifarm, her breasts bounced, ripe and lush, the peach-tipped n*****s standing alert. Her arms and legs were lean, muscled, and her hips flared below the slender waist. Her skin—like many humans’—was peachy pink in tone. Delicate and fresh. Her scent clung to his clothing. He wanted to snatch her up and breathe it in again, to touch the softness of her flesh.
He had enjoyed s******g her—stars, he had enjoyed it. He wouldn’t like giving the serious puni
