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"Keep typing," he requests

Her fingers respond to the command
his hands on her shoulders
the gentle taps almost hypnotic
and now his hands are on her breasts
teasing her nipples
and kindly massaging them
through the flimsy fabric

"Yes, continue," he adds. "See what will come."

The pace increases into a fluid flow
judgement faded by the distraction
of his muscular hands
guiding her deeper into the scene.

"Just one more paragraph," he teases.  "And I'll go further."
Written by Tenderloin
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