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Second clash gets sloppy: Teela drops to her knees with battlefield readiness. She takes him deep right away—lips tight, throat relaxing as she works sloppy and eager, bobbing with the same relentless drive she uses against Evil Warriors. Spit drips down her chin, cheeks hollow, green eyes flicking up with that fiery spark while loud glucks echo off the stone walls. She pushes her limits until she pulls back—mouth open wide—for the hot payoff: a thick mouthful of cum that she savors a moment, then swallows with a slow, satisfied smirk like she just disarmed a trap.

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