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was a dance Planned Sensual . .
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Endless When the tentacles entered her
not with their bodies but with their vibrations and
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embrace , , ,
pulsation she screamed Soundlessly But I .
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felt that scream in every suction cup And then
she did the same to me . .
Nothing was fast We enjoyed
every loop, every curve, every
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the second when they became indistinguishable
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We were more than two We were a form of pleasure .
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And while the sunset turned into night and the water
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