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a delayed exhalation In a moan that only I heard
                      One probe down my back, the other along the
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                      collarbone                      .                                             .
                                                        .
                   A third        in the hair I could hold her
                                                   .
                   all And I did hold But it wasn't enough I touched
                   since they handle the instrument gently but with
                          .
                                                                              .
                                                  .
                   with the intention of making it sound                                    ,
                                                                         :
                          ,
                      Sigma responded Her tentacles                           .
                                                                              not just
                                                   .
                   mirrored They were sharper They
                   slid along my chest wrapped                         .
                                         .
                   my wrists, pulled me toward them. I made
                                                                           ,
                   pretended to resist. Lie. I wanted                     .      .
                                    ,
                          ,
                   this
                                                               .
                      The warmth grew between us Between
                              .
                   tentacles Between us Inside us One                                .
                                                                  .
                                         .
                   spiral wrapped around my chest Another                         .
                   slowly and with extreme audacity
                   sank between Sigma Ya's thighs
                                    ,
                   felt her whole body tighten But not                         .        .

                   out of fear Out of impatience                   .
                                           ,
                                      .
                       inner voice
                    Does it matter where my
                                                        )
                     (
                   flesh         If you are already inside it If I can
                                           ,
                   "
                   take you not by body but by form If we
                                                                             .
                              ?
                   can connect not once but eight times
                                                                            .
                                                         ,
                      We spun around in the water, intertwining like                             . "
                                                                              ,
                                                                                                  .
                                                                                                 .
                   as if we were carried away by the current, although
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                   all this                                           ,













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