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He continued to absentmindly finger his pet's tight hole, wanting him to get used to the feeling of being filled, of being explored, of being used. He chuckled, and with his other hand, grabbed a device similar to a microphone and said, "Calling Garmon."
Suddenly the TV-like device sprung into action and an image of a demon with green hair, and red ears appeared on it. He smiled and said, "Hows it going ol' Draco. I see you got yourself a little toy."
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