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Look me dead in the eye right before I sneeze on you. I grab a cloth handkerchief and rub my nose vigorously with one, rubbing and flicking my nostrils until they turn red. The handkerchief gets soaked, but I don't stop; I love this feeling of loss of control. I blow my nose with a grotesque, wet noise, squeezing and releasing, while my eyes water and my makeup smears. Every sneeze leaves me breathless, gasping, with my mouth open. Does it turn you on to see how I sneeze and shake my nose? Because it's soaking my panties.