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The words she spoke formed a zephyr that left the nape of my neck riddled with goosebumps, I slowly became undone with each whisper she gave. The adulation was a mere game someone as eloquent in the language of lust like her played. Her artful hands dipped below the silk dress she wore, a soft orgasm beginning to bloom. I watched intently at her parting lips and closed eyes "Taste" she instructed bringing the coated fingers to my lips. "I've never eaten candy , but you taste like my favorite kind" I blurted
