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βW-why do you call me that?β You asked trying to break your mind from the overstimulation of your twenty third orgasm was it?
βOh, well thatβs easy. You are so sweet. And Agatha bites into you and you are delicious and juicy. Always running down her chin. Just like a peach. I used to make them grow you know?β
βT-tell me about it.β You gasp as your ass lifts off the bed and Agatha is quick to push you back down.
βWell Iβm the original green witch. You know that, so I..I get bored sometimes. Sorta..lonely you know? And so one day I decided to make something instead of takingβ¦.you need me to put her in a head lock again?βΒ
You shake your head no, it went back to feeling good.Β
βKeep talking-g.β You stutter out and Rio rubs the back of your joined hands.Β
βOk, well I knew the whole apple thing. And Lilith was sorta moody. So I made a peach. I remember tasting it for the first time. Pure joy, so much fun, an explosive flavor, and it lingered. Like the taste of the peach would never leave. You remind me of that..β Rio admitted and you scrunched your eyebrows in confusion.Β