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My legs were lifted, held up by his shoulders as his tongue worked frantically on my clit. Two of his fingers thrust in and out of me and I arched my head back. “Watch the screen,” he commanded, his voice muffled slightly. My eyes turned back to the screen where three beautiful women were writhing on a bed of their own, entwined together so well that it was difficult to tell whose limb belonged to whom. Their voices blended in a harmony of gasps and cries and soon my own cry was growing louder.

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