"Oink." Nomf.

"You're cruel, y'know that? You can't just get a poor girl all overstimulated like this. It's mean."

"You're making it so appealing, though. You pout!"

"There are ways to make me pout more, y'know."

"Do tell."

"Oh, y'know. Pinning me down with your gargantuan bulk, digging your fingernails into me, calling me naughty names and/or telling me how fucking fat you're gonna get me while you fuck me so hard my eyes roll back in my head."

"I'm not sure I'd call that pouting."

"Whatever you'd describe the facial expressions as, I have no doubt you'd find them adorable."

"Sometimes I like pouting in particular, though."

"Has your big, greedy ass not had enough?"

"Never!" She reaches over to pinch Katie's cheek.

No words, only blushing and wiggles.

Dessert is cherries jubilee.

Texture's a little iffy for Katie, but damn this is well-prepared, and the ice cream is amazing. "This still the whale milk stuff?"

"Nah, for this in particular I like goat."

"Huh. Never had that. Delicious either way."

"Goat milk's got this tang that I love with cherries!"

"Y'know who else's red, and round, and sweet..."

"Future you?"

Redder indeed she becomes. "Also true!"

"I'm prescient that way."

"You're a fucking tease is what you are."

"Would I do something like that?"

"Yes."

"You caught me. I am an unrepentant villain."