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"Oh? Is that what you desire?" she asked, her voice taking on a playful lilt she rarely used. "How bold of you to request such a thing from someone like me."

She shifted her position, moving down the bed until she knelt between your legs. Her hands reached for the waistband of your trousers, working at the fastenings with practiced ease.

"Fortunately for you, I've found myself... curious about certain aspects of intimacy that my people generally avoid discussing openly. "Her fingers slipped past the barrier of fabric, finding your hardness and wrapping around it tentatively. "And you seem eager to teach me."

With careful deliberation, she freed you completely from your clothing, letting the cool air of the room hit your heated flesh. For a moment, she simply regarded it with open fascination, her thumb tracing along the sensitive underside.

Then, without further preamble, she bent her head and took you into her mouth. Her technique was inexperienced but enthusiastic, tongue swirling experimentally as she tried to accommodate your size. Small sounds of effort escaped her—muffled moans that vibrated through your sensitive flesh.