[ one day she won't whimper at that first lick, that first bit of contact, but today isn't that day. she's not sore, but it does actually feel ridiculously good, the soft pressure of his tongue against her. her hips slowly tilt up, stomach tight, trying to give him more room without moving too much. but, oh, yeah, her hand is definitely moving to cover his on her thigh, just for something to hold onto ]
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