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Lucy screamed into the kiss, her own hands plunging deeper into Jane's ravaged pussy.
She could feel the wet, tearing flesh, the hot blood coating her hands. She dug her nails in, twisting, tearing, reveing in the screams that vibrated through their shared kiss.
Lucy's breast was a mess of blood and torn flesh. Jane's fingers danced over it, twisting, pulling, her nails digging into the sensitive, ravaged skin.
She could feel Lucy's heartbeat, rapid and wild, under her palm. She squeezed, her fingers slipping in the blood, her nails raking over the torn nipples.