"H-How d-do you k-know t-that... word?" Reina stammered, her voice trembling under the aphrodisiac's burning grip.
Her face was flushed a deep, helpless red—eyes glossy with lust and confusion. Her legs quivered uncontrollably, barely able to hold her up. Her nightgown clung to her body, the fabric straining against her swollen, rock-hard nipples, while a slick stream of clear, pre-cum dripped steadily from in-between her thighs, wetting the floor in thick, sticky droplets.
*Tip-Tip*
"I-I asked you s-something, Mr. Leon… H-How do you—" But before she could finish, Leon's hand moved without hesitation. He clamped down on her left boob through the cloth, his fingers finding her erect nipple and giving it a brutal, dominating twist.
*Squeeze*
*Twist*
The effect was instant and catastrophic.
Reina's face contorted in a flash— her eyes rolling back, tongue rolled out, lips parted in a lewd, uncontrolled gasp.
