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Diana thrust confidently.
Zatanna smirked up at her girlfriend. She twirled a finger, her words half moaned, but clearly enunciated she said, "rorrim eht gnileef fo eht parts no."
Diana gasped, the new sensations hitting her before she can parse Zatanna's words.
She froze for a moment before continuing to thrust slowly, "and do you think this is new to me?"
"I thought it might ah- even the playing field." Zatanna cut off in a moan, Diana humming as she changed her angle.
"Even it? You've just made it more clear what I need to do to treat you right."