Five Throbs

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A brief (oral) interlude
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She takes me in her mouth. Stroking as she does, kneeling on her right, her left leg outstretched, her toes brushing my ankle. When she takes me deeper, her toes brush again and the energy through me. Five toes, with their shiny black polish, five throbs.

Her other hand presses against me, pushing me up into her mouth, urging my hips upward. Little strokes, almost kneading, as she sucks.

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