I made a face-first
dive for her snatch and glued my lips against it, sucking as if it were a
barely-running spring in the desert and I was a demented wanderer dying of
thirst. I drew her energy into me, feeding from it. I had never eaten pussy
before because the concept had nauseated me. Now it was not only normal, but
absolutely necessary to complete and cement our relationship. I heard her
squeals of ecstasy. There was power in them, power of liberation and
revolution. How could any beautiful young girl ever again listen to bullshit
be-a-virgin talk from Ann Landers after being exposed to something like this?
Man, this was evangelizing!
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