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... conscious Eila tucked under me.
"Sob, sniff, huu...."
Lune, now freed from the vine stems and regaining physical freedom, was sniffling and lifting Eila up and down.
"Lune, you’re weak. Press down harder."
"Yes, master.... sob!"
Lune cried while grabbing Eila’s torso and pressing down.
Naturally Eila’s lower part was biting my dick, and I relaxed my body and lay comfortably.
Eila, unconscious for 48 hours.
I decided to just use Eila ...
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