“Oh. Oh kef, that’s disgusting,” I groan aloud. My mouth fills with water at the acrid taste and I want nothing more than to spit it out. Instead, I force myself to keep chewing, determined to suffer through. “The cure is keffing worse than the cause.” I choke down the first root and then rub my hand over my cock. Still throbbing and hard. Maybe I need another. Maybe noli is so potent that I need lots of null root. The thought makes me queasy, but I pull out another and chomp on it with grim determination. “Even worse the second time around,” I grumble to the animal nosing me. The meat-stock
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