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“Glargagarg” Yeah, I know it’s not really a word, but it’s the sound that coht now It’s a hiccup of desire That’s what I’ sound that ht of Elodie spread out beforeherself pleasure

I need that to beunder my touch, and I need ical, cursed weenus, or whatever she just called it, inside her

Steady there Pace yourself Busting a nut right here, right noould hardly ood first impression

Uhhh, yes, it would Just not the first impression you want to make

Your weenus wouldn’t be so ical then

I’ical I believe it’s just a hair above slightly average, thank you very much

It could be more, my friend More

I’m not sure whose voice it is that I hear insideme, and it sounds deeper than, sex, sexy tiical wand of wonders time

“Can I taste you?” I blurt out, asking her again Because somehow, I can’t believe this is real, and I’m really this lucky

“If you don’t, I’ll rip your lips off and switch theical procedure”

“But then you would either have to kiss et to my mouth, or you’d have to kiss my lips in a bizarre position I’ht then be out of the question”

You’re right I wasn’t thinking it through”

“Can I still taste you?”