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Under the excitement, Léana got up and kissed him wildly, reversing their positions to find herself on top of him. She looked at his hard member, then began moving her hand back and forth, squeezing and stroking.
- Fuck... Léana... Varek groaned, excited.
- You like that... she whispered with an amused smile.
- A lot... Keep going, don't stop... he panted, his eyes half-closed.
Léana accelerated, feeling that he was on the edge, then stopped suddenly.
- LEANA! he shouted, frustrated.
- You don't think you were going to be the only one to have fun, she mocked, positioning herself on top of him and impaling herself on his hard member.
-Aaah... Aaah... she moaned, swallowing his length inside her.
*I missed those tight walls so much...* Fishlegs thought, pulling his head back. Léana convinced herself that it was Klaus, despite the unusual size, and began to move slowly back and forth. Fishlegs grabbed his ass to speed him up.
- Aaah... Aah... Klaus... she panted.
- Yes, my darling... Fuck me harder, mark me that I am yours! he growled.
Léana rode him fiercely, soon coming, sinking onto his chest. Fishlegs, taking advantage of her vulnerability, grabbed a syringe and stuck her in the buttocks.
- Klaus... What did you do to me? What is this? she jumped.
- Shhhh, it's nothing, candy. Just something to spice things up. I've already tried it myself, it's safe.
Léana felt strange: her breasts hardened painfully, her clitoris swelled. She caressed her breasts and her intimate parts, moaning. *Perfect, it's starting to take effect,* thought Fishlegs. Léana guided one breast towards her mouth; he sucked it hungrily, playing with his other hand as she began to ride him again.
- Aah... Aaaah... It's so good... Keep going... Keep going, my darling... she moaned.
Fishlegs put his hands on his hips to speed up.
- Léana... Aaah... You're driving me completely crazy... he growled.
Léana enjoys, followed by Varek. But he wasn't done: he tipped it over, continuing his rapid back and forth movements. Léana came again, then he put her on all fours, inserting himself brutally.
- Aahh... she moaned.
He pounded her wildly, pulling her hair, slapping against her skin.
- Klaus... Um... Klaus... she panted before coming.
Fishlegs emptied himself inside her, and they fell asleep in each other's arms. The next day, Léana opened her eyes, confused, realizing that it was Fishlegs. Angry, she stood up, but a pain in her crotch made her sit back down. *I guess he took the opportunity to have fun with my body, seeing as how I can't walk,* she thought. Determined, she quickly dressed and staggered off. *This is all because of Katrina. If she didn't exist, Klaus would be with me and I wouldn't have found myself in bed with Fishlegs,* she said to herself, clenching her fists. Katrina, you're going to pay me.