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DENZEL'S POV

I took her hand in mine, rubbing circles into the back of it. Her skin was somewhat wrinkly, and her skin was so pale I could see her veins even without her having to flex her palm.

Cynthia had soft skin, I had to give her that.

My hands were bigger than hers by a lot, and it was almost cute. It was bordering on irritating how much she reminded me of my mother.

I sighed, briefly looking at Miguel Angel as he tied the handkerchief over her mouth. There was already a bucket filled with warm water with a clean towel on it so Miguel Angel could clean her up and take her back to the cage when we were done. Well, if she didn't die from blood loss at least.

I normally didn't gag my toys when I played with them, but I had enough fun with her today, and I would like to believe I had relieved enough stress. So, it was time to get that gift for Devina, and I was pretty sure the pain from whatever I would end up doing would shock her awake or something like that.

The problem wa
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