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Each tug of her mouth around that stiff nub atop her folds, each wag of her tongue right against the smooth pink bead that jutted past the fleshy hood, sent jolting, almost searing sparks of pleasure sweeping through her senses. Her inner thighs tingled beneath the fingernails stroking back and forth along them with each lick;…
Celia McKinley
✍ Posy Churchgate
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