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Pushing herself up, palms flat against his chest, she maneuvered herself until she was straddling his upper thighs. She smiled. “It’s my turn to taste.” Scenes from the second trial flashing through her mind. Of lovers feasting on each other in ways she had never before imagined. And she wanted to try it for herself.
emarni
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