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for me. Slipping a finger over her clit,

she cries out.

"Like that," her eyes are closed, and

the pleasure I know I'm giving her is

addictive. "I need you now."

I want to take this slow, but I know

she needs this, and what she wants, she

will always get. I kiss my way down to

her pussy, slowly dipping my tongue in,

sliding it over her clit. “Oh,” she cries

out. Her hips lifting off the bed.