Flesh Sorority
A taste of heaven spilled from her onto my tongue and I hungered for more. It was like making love to a mirror, only the reflection was a naughtier version of me. She knew just the right places to bite and lick. Her touch was a mixture of feather and fire, artfully searching out my gasps and moans. In 5 minutes she managed to do in bed with me more than most men in my life had ever accomplished. She said we were forever bound as sisters in lust, and I easily agreed, once I caught my breath.
Tabitha's Tales 008
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