| His quivering member throbbed in the glow of candlelight. Its silhouette caressed the glow of amber flame gently, with care. |
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| He teased his cavity. Barely he entered. Then quickly vacated. Repeatedly. On and on. On and on and on. Until he could stand it no more and screamed for an end to the abrading. |
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| Their first melding as one brought both pleasure and pain, like blossoming Cactaceae framed against the fulgor of an ebbing estoile. |
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