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Surrounded by glass plastic metal marble ceramic and silicone with which to buzz or thrust myself into near-instantaneous pleasure, I forget the feel of my own fingers gently spreading the soft hot flesh open to slide inside, to find the slick candy-pink wet heat of inner lips dolphin-smooth and spread plump against my body.
Why don’t I use my hands more often I wondered, marveling at the tenderness against the swelling hard marble rolling under my finger. Why do I depend on technological brilliance when I carry the most sensitive tools with me everywhere I go?
But I have no time to ponder questions about our vibrating robot overlords because I’ve reached the peak, and nothing matters but impossibly silky skin exposed for the lips tongue and cock I so wish were there.
Sulpicia on August 20th, 2008 
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the little sister on August 20th, 2008 
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