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... or lifted by the liquid's will.
Some sat with their legs spread, heads thrown back, moans spilling from their throats—high and keening or low and guttural—as tendrils of slime curled around their thighs, their breasts, their necks.
Others were hoisted higher, suspended midair by glistening coils that pulsed in rhythm with their gasps, lifting them like offerings.
Their faces were a gallery of ecstasy—eyes rolled back to whites, mouths gaping in silent screams, tongues lol ...
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