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My technique is gentleness. I smelled the oil mixed with the darker, more ancient musk of aroused female, and my little amphibian brain, along with the larger primate one, could resist no longer. Porn I followed her into the room and closed the door. “Same place?”
“Yup. I followed her into the room and closed the door. I had blended it myself – vitamin E oil in which I had steeped vanilla beans and added an eyedropper of ylang-ylang. When she emerged ten minutes later, Carrie’s hair was brushed and glossy and you couldn’t tell that not half an hour earlier she’d been a woman in glorious rut driven by the demands of her mindless furrow.
