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Fel Friday! Kylsata and the Controller!

“The… the magic still lingers inside my body. Corrupt and vile, it burns my blood and heats my…. I can’t stop myself… I… have to taste it…” Kylasta thought as she felt her tongue wrap around the warlocks cock. She looked up, his grim visage peering down at her with wicked satisfaction. “Good girl, you are learning much these last few weeks sucking off the peons in the barracks, now let us see what experiance you bring back to me. Mhehehehe.”

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