Gareman
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I wanted her nerves to be alive. I wanted her to feel things she had never felt before. I put the feather away and got a bottle of massage oil. Holding it above her belly I let it drip slowly onto her hard young body. The coldness of the liquid hitting her skin made her flinch. I moved the bottle around so that she had no idea where the next drop would hit.
The slippery liquid ran down her sides, tickling as it flowed. I dripped it on her legs, watching the droplets run down the insides of her thighs.
I wondered what she was feeling. I knew it must have been good by the expression on her face.
The slippery liquid ran down her sides, tickling as it flowed. I dripped it on her legs, watching the droplets run down the insides of her thighs.
I wondered what she was feeling. I knew it must have been good by the expression on her face.