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2024-10-29 19:42:56Callisto grunts with response, letting his pheromone get even stronger and make her gasp. It gets so intense that Rhea tries to press her knees together to relieve the feeling between her legs, but Callisto's body prevents her from closing them. She leans in, grabbing his neck to stand up and bring their bodies even closer together.
Upon opening her eyes, she observes that his irises are glimmering with an intense yellow hue, igniting with a strong desire, and that the tips of his canines appear to be larger than usual. This doesn't scare her — in fact, it makes her even more aroused.
Rhea moves her hips, as if she's trying to ride. And indeed she is, even if the clothes are still in the way. This makes even Callisto unable to hold back the hoarse, guttural moan that escapes from deep in his throat. Without thinking much about it, he reaches for her mouth, pulling her lower lip between his teeth in a soft but tempting way.
She extends her tongue outward, m
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