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As Alros pulled out of Varni, the blonde moaning in ecstasy, the Demon Lord looked at the remaining noblewomen he still not ravage yet.

 The first one to get hid attention is, of course, the Duchess herself. The older woman remained bound by his tentacles, her body receiving a full-body massage.

 Alros watched as she trembled in pure pleasure, her face the definition of sexual high.

 The Demon Lord then looked at the remaining trio, the daughters of Aleena.

 'Did they copy paste from one another?' he could not help but thought. Aside from slide difference in shading and length, the color scheme of Lucille's daughters and Aleena's daughters were practically the same.

 Light brown, dark brown, and blonde. He would have questioned it if he did not care for such thing, only being mildly interested in their hair color for a brief second.

 After all, he had something else to be excited about.

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