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... p> She made that sound again. The almost-moan. Like she was trying to hold it back but her body had already voted and wasn’t waiting for her brain to catch up.
I pressed my mouth to her and tasted her for the first time.
Sweet.
Actually sweet, like something warm and light with a faint trace of something deeper underneath. My past life had not prepared me for this. Women tasted like women, which is to say they tasted like salt and heat and the particular penny like tang. ...
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