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Her tongue and lips tug
on my ear, I moan with anticipation and lean back in my chair, my prison.
I long for her touch...my body is throbbing. My desires are answered as
I feel her lightly tug on my nipples. I feel her breath on my body. I
tried to cry out, to say...yes...please...more....
My mind is swimming with desire. I feel her hands on my body. I feel her
hand gently touch my cheek, brush back my hair, touch my lips. She takes
my nipple into her mouth, she is caressing it with her tongue. She is
playing with my other nipple. Rolling it back and forth with her fingers.
Then nothing...I wanted to cry...
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