Into the abyss…

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Yesterday I was born again.

You see;

He made love to my ear with his tongue.

It was strange.

A heady mix of noise and wetness;

Heavy, excitable breathing.

Salty, sticky muscle probing tight, pink cartilage.

I liked it far too much.

My clit danced and swayed like a drunken ballerina.

His fingers uncloaked her;

I gasped.

A hard determined thumb circled the bud.

He whispered something unspeakable and my eyes met his;

We smiled devilish smiles and fell;

Head first into the abyss.

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