Bruces, dehydrated from his journey, enters Little Biki's house, only to be greeted by his dominant partner with a mischievous glint in her eyes. She's been waiting, her pussy already throbbing with need. She pushes him against the wall, her hand on his chest, her voice firm yet seductive. "You're thirsty, aren't you, my pet?" she purrs. Bruces nods, his eyes locked onto hers. Biki smirks, her hand trailing down his body, cupping his balls before giving them a gentle squeeze. "Then drink," she orders, pushing him to his knees. She spreads her legs, her pussy glistening, and Bruces obeys, lapping at her folds, drinking her in as she grinds against his face, her moans filling the room.