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For women onlyI would have carnal knowledge of this incorrigibly perverted creature. To the ultimate perverted degree, no doubt. And the fact of her perversion – and mine! – only made it that much more thrilling. My lips went uncomfortably dry. I licked them with a hurrying tongue tip, trying to comprehend the abrupt change in myself, eager now for this lewdly inviting venture into the unknown. Eager to partake of the evil wine, its bouquet, its body. Eager to taste the erotic excitement of woman. The love of woman for woman! And eager to sample it all before my bubble of illusion shattered. Which meant that I'd better take the plunge right away – the dive, the tumble, the headlong drop into that pool of seething sensuality. The cunt pool! Scary. Hardly a fiery maelstrom, perhaps, but to me no less formidable than the flaming swimtank of a daredevil circus diver. And with dizzier aftereffects, I'd have been willing to wager. Anyway, the time had come. Moaning aloud to vent my crescendo of inner tension, I simply surrendered and sank low right there – between her legs and beneath the rucked-up skirt – and at last muted the dregs of my moan in the hot fleshy mound that appeared to split down the middle and yield coquettishly to my slightest pressure ...» | Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
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