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Lyra replied. “I guess I’ll tag along.” Catherine said and Lyra shyly nodded. Catherine, although she didn’t show it, was happy and enthusiastic to be with Lyra. “Oh yeah, I would like to ask how were you able to lift me up? “ This question had been bothering Lyra ever since their dance. She knew how Catherine had such strong facial features and Catherine would look like a handsome man with few make-overs yet it was never expected that Catherine would have such strong physique.

she added. Catherine's spine arched up as an endless stream of "oh god" and "holy FUCK" poured out from her mouth. A few minutes later, Catherine had lost count of the number of times orgasms rolled through her. Finally, she collapsed against the spanking bench, her entire body limp from orgasms that had been wrung from her. In a cum-drunk, lusty voice, she gasped, "Peace of the Lady be with you." Grace gingerly eased her fist out of Catherine and stood up, peeling both of her black gloves off as she did so. Bending over, she gave Catherine a kiss, deep and passionate. "And also with you."