“Seeing Miss Saint Lucent on her knees, with all that hate glittering in her eyes as she begs…” I sighed. “Nothing will feel quite as good, I promise you that.” “Except if she was on her knees under much different circumstances and you were the one begging,” Lust joked. “Contrary to your misplaced belief that ‘hate sex is best,’ dear brother, I wouldn’t let her near my cock.” “She’d definitely bite it off.”
Hehehe
