"You guess," Caitlyn repeats with a roll of her eyes, two fingers drawing slow circles over Vi's clit. "Don't worry, darling. You'll know."
Her fingers briefly withdraw then, only to venture inside, instead; in their place, Cait lowers her head, letting her breath run hot over the swelling pink nub before taking it between her lips.
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Her fingers briefly withdraw then, only to venture inside, instead; in their place, Cait lowers her head, letting her breath run hot over the swelling pink nub before taking it between her lips.