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Emilia didn't really mind that Samantha was acting like a rampaging bull in heat on top of her, as while the girl's kisses were passionate, they still weren't quite as rough as Dixie's.
So she just quietly enjoyed the feeling of having her lips sucked and pressed down over and over.
The responsiveness of the younger girl only served to fuel her greed further, though, and Sam couldn't help but grind her knee up against Emilia's core, delighting in the girl's gasp even as she smothered it before it could leave her delicious lips.
It was only when she felt Emilia shiver in pleasure that Sam reluctantly parted with a sigh.
Although their lips were now a hair's breadth away, she still kept the girl firmly pinned beneath her, and her knee remained stuck against the delicate core.
Even though Emilia's arctic blue eyes appeared so cold and aloof, Sam could still see a clear glimmer of tender pampering, despite her rough treatment.
