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A string of pre-cum connected her to them. She lapped it up. There was an odd bite to its flavour, like a pepper, that tingled on her tongue and down her oesophagus, and stoked the flames higher. Like a concentrated shot of the snake’s venom. Mina didn’t have the patience to wait any longer and dived onto them both, jaw stretching to handle the twin girths, thanks to Rimuru’s influence. Clawed hands raked through her hair and she looked up at Tiffany’s slitted pupils.

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