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As Dahlia shifts her position, she kneels behind Phoenix, her left hand firmly grasping the back of Phoenix's left shoulder. This not only holds Phoenix in place but also allows Dahlia to anticipate any potential movements. With her right knee, she spreads Phoenix's legs further apart, giving her better access. Her right hand then begins to thrust in and out of Phoenix's vagina, using the wetness to her advantage. "You're so tight," Dahlia says with a smirk, her breath hot against Phoenix's skin. "Don't worry, I'll help you loosen up."

Phoenix tries to maintain her composure, despite the rising panic. "I... I don't need your help." she responds, her voice wavering slightly as she attempts to hide her growing desperation. With Dahlia's hand in her vagina, Phoenix finds it increasingly difficult to focus on anything but the building pleasure. Her movements become more erratic, as if she's torn between trying to escape and giving in to the sensations.

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