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My face is buried; I can barely breathe. I'm intoxicated by her pussy.
"Breathe, Bella," she laughs, her hands at my ears, tugging.
"How can you be so sexy and not even see it, Esme? How? I can never get enough."
Caramel waves cascade down her shoulders as she stands above me, leaning against the wall. Her eyes meet mine as I lap and lick. I want to hear her scream, feel her pulse, and watch her come apart for me.
Then I want to do it again. Make her beg me to stop. Collapse and fall asleep around her.