*I delicately suck on Ketlassie's budding nipples.* Doesh thatsh feel goodsh? *I ask sweetly, with a tenderness in my heart, whilst tightening my grip on her hormone deflated cock.* Itsh okay if you piss on me, you know... fromsh the ket. *Her eyes widen, a glimmer of sadness, then hope, flashing rapidly like a slot machine, elated that someone can accept her for who she really is; a burnt out ket addict with a heart of gold.*