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In the dimly lit room, she kneels before him, her eyes hungry and eager. She takes his length in her hand, feeling its weight, its pulse. She brings it to her mouth, her tongue flicking out to taste the pre-cum beading at the tip. She takes him deep, her throat muscles relaxing to accommodate his size. She can feel him hitting the back of her throat, her gag reflex kicking in, but she pushes through, wanting to take him deeper, to feel him completely. She's a woman on a mission, and that mission is pure, unadulterated pleasure.