Nothing's been Eden sex yet. No innocent discovery.
Everything's removing the hymen with an awl and sandpaper. No lip sucking lip with eyes closed. When I was a girl still, I fucked for the first time in front of a man I had no intention of touching. There's no glory in it. However, the spark of momentary power is exquisite! Especially if you never break the gaze.
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