The RIG

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I was even proud of myself at times, without daring to admit it to myself. I imagined that the angels in the sky were looking at me with tears in their eyes, amazed by all these sacrifices.

Nicholas Sparks

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Carina was the first to get up the next morning, she had gone to prepare breakfast.

- "looooove?" Maya called to her from the bedroom

- "hmmm?"

- "Where are you?

- "I'm coming"

-"What are you doing up at this hour?"

She had arrived in the room, naked, with a tray.

- "were you naked to make breakfast?"

-"the shutters are closed" she said, putting the tray on the bed

The blonde retrieved a strawberry from the bowl.

- "hep hep" said Carina as she picked up the object of the crime.

- "what?"

She picked up the strawberry and leaned forward to place the fruit against her lips and let her bite into it.

The blonde raised one of her eyebrows and opened her mouth before sinking her teeth slowly into it, her lips were passed delicately against the tips of her fingers. She had then dropped the fruit and approached. She had crunched in her turn in the strawberry, still in the mouth of the captain, between her lips.

They both smiled and Carina got down on all fours to lie on top of the firefighter.

- "hummmm my love"

Carina had slipped her hand on her side, to the hip of her companion. She had then recovered the chocolate sauce present on the plate, before moving back.

- "what are you doing?"

- "I really want to eat chocolate fruit... On your body"

- "oh?!"

- "do you have an objection?"

- "What if I'm hungry?

Carina retrieved a raspberry that she placed between her lips before coming to meet her wife's mouth.

Maya had come to retrieve the raspberry but had immediately kissed the gynecologist.
She had shifted the tray with her hand and had turned her companion on the bed, passing over it.

- "bambinaaaa..."

-"What?! I told you, I'm hungry" she said, moving her lips down her wife's body. She had gone over her jaw, then over her chest, her stomach, then over her sex.

- "bambina..."

The blonde had passed her tongue in her vulvar slit several times, making her moan, kissing with her lips. The Italian had squeezed the bottle of chocolate in her hand, bringing out the sauce by the pourer.

-"mierda" said the Italian, dropping the bottle, her hand full of chocolate drippings.

Her second hand had gone through her wife's hair, she had twisted her fingers, to keep it in place.
She had reached her orgasm a few minutes later, moaning in the room, without any restraint.
Maya had then raised its head.

- "To what do I owe this... This pleasure?"

- "yesterday at the club, you said something like 'what about when I want your lips between my thighs' but you didn't claim them... And I really wanted to lick you."

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