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“Not the taste,” I amend, sucking in as much of her tit as I can, then slowly letting it slide back between my lips until I’m latched onto the very tip of her nipple. “It’s the feel,” I mutter, rolling my tongue around the hardening bead. “Of tits. In my mouth. Nothing better.” 
Nanny for the Neighbors
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