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Vulture breathed hard, breath clouding around her with a mint scent. Without warning, he withdrew and smeared her wetness around her clit, pinching and rubbing. Sparks of need fizzed and popped inside her, making their way down her legs. He groaned as she writhed in his lap. His own needs raged, making him tremble as he pressed his hard cock against her hip.

Regina gasped and pressed back, loving the gift he gave, the gift of sensual power. She felt he needed her as much as she needed him. That knowledge magnified her lust a thousandfold. With boldness she never knew she had, she captured his wrist, stopping him from playing with her clit.