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How could I be so idiotic, so paranoid that I completely lost any semblance of sanity and nearly ruined everything we had together? Of course, he didn't lie. There was another explanation for it all. I couldn't find any hint of dishonesty in his eyes, only truth and mostly fear.
I believe every word he said. If that's wrong and naive, then so be it. This connection which we share is worth taking a risk on.
I want us to be real. I want to feel again.
My mind goes blank, all negative thoughts banished by the onslaught of pleasure he's unleashing between my thighs. I can't control my moans, I don't want to either. He deserves to hear exactly what he's doing to me.
"Tell me how you like it," he says, pausing only for a moment before continuing to lick at my c**t.
It makes me squirm
