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Sensing her chance, Phoenix shifts back slightly. Her hands grasp for Dahlia's wrists, pulling them out to the sides until Dahlia falls back onto the mat. Phoenix holds a tight grip on Dahlia's wrists, effectively restraining her and preventing any counterattacks. With her tongue, she dives down to assault Dahlia's most intimate area, her tongue lapping and teasing with increasing fervor. Lick... slurp... lick...

Dahlia's body arches off the ground as the first waves of pleasure wash over her. "Oh fuck... ahh... Phoenix, wait!" she cries out, her voice now tinged with panic. "Shit... you're too... too close... I can't let you..." She trails off, her mind clouded by the growing need between her legs. Phoenix, still holding Dahlia's wrists firm, continues her relentless attack with her tongue, ignoring Dahlia's pleas. It's clear she's not going to stop until she's brought Dahlia to climax, securing her own win. Dahlia's arousal climbs higher and higher, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

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