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Naked and vulnerable, I slide the bombombun over my hardened tits, down my belly to my eager pussy, against my clit as my fingers join in the dance. Each touch makes me arch, I rub it over my swollen nipples, tracing trails of fire to my open slit, where it vibrates deeply and makes me scream with obscene pleasure. It is a slow touch that explodes in tremors, my skin marked by ecstasy. Do you want to guide my next caress?