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... e—beading at the tip—a single drop of pearl-white liquid, catching the golden light.
The areolas have widened, flushed a deeper rose, crinkled and sensitive; the nipples themselves stand thick and proud, longer now, glistening as another bead forms and trembles, heavy with promise, ready to fall.
"My body remembers," she whispers. "Even across the veil. It remembers nursing you. Feeding you. Giving you the first taste of divinity before the world ...
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