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And she took it in her mouth. She obviously doesn’t like the subject. I put my hand on her blonde hair. She is a master of her craft. A wave of pleasure passed through my body. But the thought didn’t go away.

– If I redeem you, you will only do it to me.

– Shut up and enjoy.

She continued with an effort. I could hardly contain myself. She knows how to take control when she wants. Apparently she has experience. Even though she’s not even twenty.

– Haven’t you thought about it?

– Not.

«If you’re so stubborn, I won’t be able to hold back for long.

But there was no answer and I could not restrain myself. Again my seed filled her cheeks. A sip. And her tongue licks what can come out after. Then she laid her head right on my lap. I petted her. In gratitude for the pleasure that she gave me. What ears. Soft ears. Several minutes passed in silence. But then she said sadly.

– I spoke with Madame Gloria about freedom. She will sell me for one hundred and fifty gold coins. And then she wants the client to buy me. People from neighboring establishments came and wanted to ransom me. But she refused. He says it’s better to go to a decent house than to work in brothels all his life. She says that she will give birth to her daughter and will sell me. But I try my best not to get pregnant. I don’t want to fall into bad hands.