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Second subroutine gets filthy: Tecna drops to her knees with zero latency. She takes him deep right away—lips tight, throat relaxing as she works sloppy and relentless, bobbing with the same focused efficiency she uses to hack magical barriers. Spit drips down her chin, cheeks hollow, teal eyes flicking up with that sharp, curious spark while loud glucks bounce off the 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 second, then swallows with a slow, analytical nod like she just cracked the ultimate code.

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