[She may well regret this, and in fact already is to some extent. But Eowyn bites her lip and pushes herself upright, wetting her lips, her thighs pressing together instinctively once Alisha's no longer there to attend to her wet cunt.]
[Her mouth feels dry, her whole body alive with feeling. Swallowing, she gets to her feet, then, a little hesitantly, to her knees.]
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[Her mouth feels dry, her whole body alive with feeling. Swallowing, she gets to her feet, then, a little hesitantly, to her knees.]