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The sun was high, streaming through the window, casting a warm glow on my naked body. I was lost in a dream, a delicious dream of his hands on me, his mouth on mine. Suddenly, I felt a vibration, a heat between my legs. My eyes fluttered open to see him, his head buried between my thighs, his tongue lapping at my clit. I moaned, my hands fisting his hair. He slipped a finger inside me, then another, curling them upwards, hitting that sweet spot. I could feel my orgasm building, my pussy getting wetter, creamier. He knew what he was doing, knew how to make me come undone. And he did, his fingers and tongue working in tandem until I was a quivering, panting mess, my pussy dripping with my cream.