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refuse She tilted her head back ,
touched me with her tentacles in response, and
.
the ritual began ,
an inner voice .

How many hands does it take to give a gift
(
)
bliss And if eight What if we both
,
"
can do more than just touch ? ? "
?
,
The sun was setting A shadow fell on the water .
.
Only the flashes of phosphorus on the skin
reminded us that all this was real. We
suspended in the water, feeling ourselves
,
.
,
No voices Only breathing in
.
,
.
bubbles Only the plexus plexus , ,
Plexus...
.
We didn't play sea monsters We were
them But not scary Dangerous .
seductive Impossible tender We -
.
.
sea maidens who instead of fairy tales .
.
-
,
a sensual legend Deeper
The water caressed us more slowly ,
.
than we
caressed each
other
each other. She was the background rustling the
scene. A , , .
.
the action began where my tentacles
slid down the inside of Sigma's thigh
,
Her body arched, her chest rose like ,
as if her flesh itself wanted to cry out but
,
.
could only breathe In bubbles In .
.

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