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... together on the dirty floor, mouths open and steaming, faces slick with sweat after an intense session of deep indulgence.
Now they stared blankly at the ceiling, eyes lost in what they had just lived — the overwhelming pleasure of being consumed by passion, leaving nothing else in the mind to think about, slowly dissipating like sand through the cracks of fingers.
They wished for more. They wished that feeling would never stop, never fade. They wanted nothing but to be swallowed ...
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