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inhibitions as if they were never there. I

tip my head against his chest, and let him

claim my mouth. His kiss is hard,

punishing. He drives his tongue into my

mouth. He doesn't stop his torture

between my legs, and I cry out an

orgasm as he pinches my clit.

He withdraws his fingers and turns

me around, pressing my back against the

tiles. I am a full head shorter than he is,

and when I look up at him, his eyes burn