#8794 - I watched the Hostess rise languidly to her feet, followed by Steph and Helen. I retained my grip, still holding and teasing the tiny receptive bones behind Turbo's growing knot as I slithered down further. “My Master spoke succinct words to remind them that I'd asked for privacy for this training session, and told them to respect my wishes.
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