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he felt
the mouths, the fingers, meander over the surface of his body,
wandering and kissing and fondling until he could no longer tell them
apart. His knees buckled with the pleasure, and two sets of firm,
gentle hands caught him and lowered him softly to the floor.
All traces of hesitation vanished; each mouth, each tongue was
another to enjoy, another to please. All over him, hands wandered,
and he felt overloaded with touch. An electrifying sensation of warm
wetness embraced his now rigid sex, and while it was not the gateway
of his Lady, he had no idea who it belonged to, and did not care.
All he could think of was drowning in the tender pleasing mouths all
over him and pleasing them when they arrived at his.
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It had been a long day, too long once he had seen the arrival
schedules for the station. It had been an achingly long five months,
and the minute the date had turned, he had begun searching through
the schedules every day; the terminal in his quarters as well as
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