Katherine moans and bucks her hips "mhmm yes, squirm..." she says as sequoia expends her last wind struggling against the inside of her sack with softening limbs. Katherine shuddering in delight and masturbating to the sensation of sequoia writhing around and melting in her balls. Inch by inch the gypsy girl is ground and churned down into liquid lust in the herm noble's balls, Katherine's eyes shut as she masturbates in the dark and decadently digests her captive cockfood. The way Katherine sees it Sequoia is going to be let go anyway, its not like the ankh won't bring her back so why not have her fun. And so she feels little wrong with turning the gypsy soothsayer into thick seed in her sack.