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... addicted to strawberries. I didn't like or dislike them. I just ate them. Nothing more, nothing less.
Yet right now, this little girl was making me addicted to strawberries. I couldn't put a stop to my tongue. The more her juices flowed, the more I was becoming addicted to her.
Up and down, clockwise and counter-clockwise, side to side.
"Ahnn!!"
"Aheung!!!"
"Ahunnn!!!!"
Her moans kept ringing in my ears and she kept on gushing down there. Finally, ...
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