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[Connor seems to consider it for a moment before moving off the bed to discard his pants completely. Then he gets back on the bed and moves over to Justine, leaning in to kiss her. He moves his hand to toy with her breast, pinching and rolling her nipple between his fingers, feeling both the firm lap of a tongue and the aching need of not being touched at all from his Bonds. I'll get to you soon. A silent promise to the SQUIP. He knows what he wants to do to it.

For now though, he takes Justine's hand and guides it to his cock. He's hard in her hand, the tip of his cock wet with precum. He thinks of how badly he wants to fuck her, and lets her feel that. He knows Justine likes to feel wanted, and he wants her.]

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Justine's slender frame twitches and trembles from SQUIP's steady pressure, her hips rising to meet the intoxicating wet heat of his mouth as he teases and toys at the sensitive flesh between her thighs. The flush from her cheeks creeps down her neck and across the sweel of her breasts as her fingers rest on their peaks, rolling the nipple between her thumb and forefinger. All while keeping her gaze locked with Connor.

Her lips quirk into a smile as Connor comes to join them on the bed, moving within reach. She returned his kiss, affectionate, slow and passionate, while letting their Bond open herself to Connor and through him SQUIP. She felt their arousal like a warm breeze grazing her skin and gasped as the sudden sensitivity.

"Mmm." She moaned softly as her hand made way for Connor's and her fingers wrapped around his cock. She felt his throb in her palm and shivered at the delicious heat that mounted between the three of them. "Come closer." Justine whispered, her eyes staring at Connor's erection. "Let me clean you up." Her tongue darted across her lips at the thought of licking up those little drops of precum.

Justine thought about kissing SQUIP letting Connor's arousal and her own mingle as their tongues twist together. She sends the imagine to Connor, having no way of sharing it with SQUIP herself.

In the mean time her hips raise and grind up against SQUIP's mouth, begging it for more as pleasure trembled through her frame and mounted towards its crescendo.