“Oh, my,” she breathed, her voice a low, reverent sound. She squeezed lightly, testing the weight, the firmness. “And they said you were a soft-hearted man, Ashuel.” Her gaze traveled up the length, admiring, appraising. “They didn’t tell me you had a hidden weapon.”She leaned back slightly, her eyes sparkling. A playful, mischievous glint entered them. “You know what this reminds me of?” she asked, her voice a playful challenge.I'm still speechless, I shook head slightly and gaze fixed on her face, mesmerized.“Batman,” she declared, a wide, triumphant grin spreading across her face. “Yes, definitely Batman.” She giggled, a surprisingly light, uninhibited sound. “All dark and mysterious, hiding in the shadows, but when he comes out… pow! He’s going to save the day.” Her fingers tightened their grip, a gentle squeeze that made me moan softly.“My very own Batman,” she purred, her eyes still holding that playful glint, but now mixed with a deep, hungry desire. She leaned down again,
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