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(Dream) She's standing next to a fire pole, and when I reach down to grab hold of the vertical silver bar, press my right thumb directly on her nipple. If that's where she wants to stand, that's all right with me! With the sensation of her hard nipple under my right thumb emblazoned in my brain, I slide my hand the rest of the way up the pole. Ralph was watching me. "Why did you do that?" he asked. "Because I wanted to," I said, matter-of-factly. (Fin) |
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