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What followed was something akin to short-circuiting.
“More,” Carol demanded, breathless against Zosia’s slippery mouth. “Moan for me again.”
Her reply was stalled by an onslaught of fervent, sloppy, lip bites. Was this going to be their thing?
“Make me.”
More short-circuiting. In fact, Carol was certain she’d never be functional again. A small price to pay, really. And sure, the pronoun was evidently for show, but Carol had always loved theatre.
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or: What if Apple TV let them lezz out on screen (with feeling)
