Phaedra's plea fueled on Ash's desire. With a little growl of pleasure, she happily went on sucking. Drawing the tight nipple in her mouth, she flicked her tongue over and around it, then suck hard, trying to get as much of her flesh into her mouth. The girl tasted good. Fresh and sweet and smelled even better. Not like the hookers and assholes she sometimes fed on.

Soft cool hands worked over the her body, splaying over her free breast and squeezing it until Phaedra arched her back and moaned with pleasure. Letting go of her breast with an audible sucking sound, she kissed and licked her way to the other side and continued to tease her.

She was squirming, panting softly as Ash's hands dipped over her hips and trailed down her soft, supple legs.

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