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π•Ώπ–π–Š π•Ύπ–šπ–’π–’π–”π–“π–Žπ–“π–Œ (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

Orielle couldn't stop reliving that moment even if she wanted to. She lost count of how many times she came over her fingers, and when those were tired from strain she moved to a toy.
"D...Dirk...~ b-baby, please...c-come home...~" She slurred, drooling into her pillow.
 
She thought about when they’d snuck off into the bathroom of a restaurant, sneaking off from a guided tour.
 
She paused when she heard the key fit the lock before working herself again, a sense of relief washing over her. "F... Finally...~"
 
As soon as he stepped through the door, Orielle came again. There was a puddle under her, her hand and the toy inside her slick with her juices. She looked dizzy and damn near close to passing out, "W...Wel...come ho...ome...~!"
 
"I-I know...this is probably... really gross..." She panted, shyly closing her legs, "I-I just...really missed you..."
 
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