Her.

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Her. She was sweet and smooth. She was everything I had ever desired, the thought of her made my body quiver. The feel of her on my tongue was euphoric. There was nothing that gave me true pleasure in the way that she did.

Some envied the way I enjoyed her, and for good reason. When I was with her, she was completely and utterly mine. I could never put her down. When she came around, I lost complete control. I wanted more and more. She made me feel euphoric, she was my greatest addiction, and unfortunately my greatest weakness. I'd do anything for her.

The noises she made when I was with her, her sweet little suction noises that brought me intense pleasure, I loved hearing her. Putting her cool touch inside of me, the comforting cold on my teeth, the gentle feel of swirling her around in my mouth. I slowly flick her with my tongue, making every move carefully so I can fully enjoy her taste. Swallowing her sweet, she was perfect. I felt a rush of euphoria when I swallowed the remains of her in my mouth, my body tingled, my palms sweat, and my head titled back in nothing but pure pleasure.

She was, perfect. She was everything I ever wanted. And her name? Homemade Lime Jello.

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