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| sexual fantasy story of Tomomi Takahara : |
| even deeper as your climax surges through you. My own merging. My vaginal muscles now in spasms. The gripping on your member draining it. Taking every drop. What my body can not hold runs between us. United as we are. Time stops. Lying in your arms, secure, satisfied. I turn and gently kiss you. No words are needed. We know. We love. Our giving has been received. Our reception has |