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In the pre-winter night the fog creeps upon the land, leaving the shadowy
outline of the trees through which the fullness of the moon slips into my room. A wine, the one which reminds me of your essence,
caresses my throat as did you and slides, as you did,
gently against the back of my throat. I
slide the purchase I made with you between my nether lips and slowly turn on the power. The vibrations assault the nub, as do you. Quickly, oh, so quickly I leave this reality and
believe I am within your powers. Again and
again the nub flowers to a fullness. Like
you, I release the force and allow my breathing to return to normal and my heart to pound
less fiercely. Over and over, just like you,
I play with the intensity. Again and again,
as with you, I reach the zenith and then withdraw from its peak. Until, at last, I can no longer deny you. I feel you inside me, stroking my womanhood,
bringing me to the orgasm I cannot deny you. So
intense. So powerful. My heart pounds.
My womb strains to encircle
you. The egg vibrates with the insistence of
you. The final ecstasy brings me to a
release. I can sleep now. For a few days more I must be satisfied.
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