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Carmen stood there, panting and staring at the goddess, jeans halfway down her hips. The slight discolouration to her cock peered over the waist, veins engorged at the chance of release. Cool air slivered into her clothes from the AC, icy compared to Ryuka’s warmth. She glanced away from the blazing eyes and saw her reflection. She couldn’t keep this up for much longer. Eventually, someone would wander where she went, and she’d be frozen in place. She’d be trapped between jerking herself, or stealing someone else’s mind for the purpose.

And she knew what sounded more appealing.

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