She faces me with the freedom of her undulations which beckon like a liberation. With the ease of a cook wrapping a tamale she rolls me with effortless grace with her fingers and presses the tip of my cayenne pepper into her navel in a surprise. My crest reddens with my cock held stationary by her as she rolls her belly button on my most sensitive coat of arms. Each twist and turn of her body sends delicious prickles across my shield until the combination of delight and ticklishness overwhelms me...
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