<em>Lemonscent squirms at bit at her mistress' touch, bottom still a deep crimson from the spanking, though the more resilient flesh of her "sister" shivers pleasantly at the squeeze, Maplepink biting her lip as she has to hold herself back from arching into the touch and tempting her mistress to "punish" her a bit longer. Reaver can't conceal a small smile, ruffling Maplepink's hair as she passes by, allowing her long, sinuous tail to smack once lightly across that pert bottom before opening the door for both her mistress and the succubi.<br/><br/>"Shall I go to the store to restock on supplies while you're retrieving Nightshade, or may I accompany you?"</em>