Eat It Like You Mean It Part 2

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Oh how he craved her forbidden fruit... His hunger for delicate texture beneath his lips, soft, supple and oh so moist. The sort that as you work your lips against you can break the skin and feel the juices trickle from your lips, down you chin. Pressing his tongue deeper, he lapped at the supple flesh... Ever more moist the deeper he delved, licking and lapping, eager not to spill a drop... :kiss:
 
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