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Her knuckles were white with the force that she held on to the blanket and I could hear her whispering my name and crying out passionately . I let my gaze travel across her body for several moments so that I might drink in this vision of beauty and remember it for a very long while. ah, oh my god . . Then she pushed me down so that my face was between her legs, and I knew what she wanted

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. I had no idea if she saw me or not, but it didn’t matter. But I did hear a gasp from Angela

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