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A tingle at a thought

A sight

A smell



Hot breath on my neck

Whispered words

Flushed faces



Warm tongues unite

Then trace a wet trail

Over my belly

Between my thighs





Concentrated pleasure

Too much to bear

Desperate now

I thrash and moan



Please stop

No, don't

Oh God



I love you!



Quick breath quiets

Heart thunders beneath my breast





It is a taste of heaven

An anguishing pleasure

The tiny death