It wasn't long before pet's face was a slick mess of pussyjuice and sweat. She didn't know whether it had been minutes or hours since mistress had dragged her to bed; couldn't count the number of times since the woman had climaxed against her face.

So when the giantess slipped a hand behind her head and undid her hairband, before flipping the girl onto her back and pushing her tiny feet gently against the vast, slick cunt, pet felt a surge of shock, a tightness in the pit of her stomach - followed closely by a painful twinge of arousal as she realised what was coming.

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