Remi was surprised at how Avabelle seemingly had no problem exposing herself to anyone. The blonde couldn't help but think that, maybe, in Avabelle's mind, what she just ordered Remi to experience in front of the policemen wasn't so bad in her mind. The thought soon went away as the lady's moans resonated through the mansion, filling Remi's mind. She hoped she was doing well enough, this being her first time doing any of this.<br/><br/>As Miss Poppyrow grabbed a handfull of her soft, blonde hair, she felt a shiver of fear going down her spine. It soon subsided, however, as she realized this was no action of violence, rather than a demanding AND needy gesture at once. The thought that she was wanted, even if it was just to aid Avabelle in getting satisfied with no regards to her own feelings... it was somewhat arousing. She continued to treat the sweet entrance with her wet, sharp tongue, as Vienna reached for her hand. The gentle hold eased Remi's mind, comforted her a bit. She squeezed her hand a bit, as if to signal some sort of gratitude and then focused on licking her master's anal entry as well as she could.