As your orgasm recedes, you slump back next to me, your eyes opening and your face flushed with a glow of satiated pleasure. ‘Pretty babe, you’re so cute … With urgent intensity, your voice becomes hoarse and low – but fortunately not so loud as to carry beyond this room:
‘AAAAHHHH!! This is the moment when it all becomes real, for you are touching me sexually – there is no possible ambiguity as your fingers rub firmly on the crotch of my tights, finding the furrow of my cleft, teasing my slit. My actions copy yours – not in deliberate mimicry, but because they are the only possible responses to such stimuli. I gaze at you with saucer-eyes, but without any shame. Your tongue dips into me like a woodpecker boring holes – it jabs in and out, moist and firm, with a curious rasping texture that sends matching vibrations through my whole body. now, soon will be the moment, the completion of your conquest.
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