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The tusk plunged deeper into Nadine, Aela grasping the reins of her harness as she thrust harder. Nadine felt Aela's fingers loop through the leather, pulling it taut as her grip tightened.
"Want more, whelp?"
Aela's free hand travelled over her arse, her waist, her hips, caressing each inch of flesh over the loops of leather that surrounded it. Nadine moaned and drooled around the rope knot that was stuffed into her mouth, preventing her from answering back.
"Ask me nicely for it."
Nadine backed into Aela, grinding against her and whimpering into her gag.
"Such a desperate, needy slut."