#98652 - Absentmindedly, she played with a strand of her raven- black hair. He wore the uniform of a Postman. The small part of her mind, still rooted in reality was horrified by the unnatural act; the other part, the larger portion of her mind; the one steeped in primal pleasure, longed for the slippery eel-like tongue of her gorgeous lover.
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