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“Your voice is like an aphrodisiac.”
I pulled off my shirt, and sat back down to watch and talk her through her orgasm. “Susan, you vixen, if you had warned me what you were planning, I would have a whole script to read to you.”
“I wasn’t planning on it, I was just going to,” moan, “talk to you,” sigh, “and pout,” she tried to pout, but moaned instead.
“Fuck, Sue,” I grinned and watched her climax. “You are beautiful when you do that.”
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