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3218: Unlaced and Dripping – Paraguay - Erotic Audio for Women #3218 · Cum With Us: Erotic Audio Stories for Women

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  Speaker 1: Hey, Foxy Friends. This season, you'll travel with us to
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  Speaker 1: Central and South America and the Sunny Caribbean, where we'll
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  Speaker 1: follow some known and new characters on their sexual escapades.
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  Speaker 1: So grab a pina colatta or a partner and enjoy Paraguay.
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  Speaker 1: Morning would usually start early. I always loved to catch
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  Speaker 1: the sun of the morning during breakfast. It helped me
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  Speaker 1: wake up and feel the full force of the day
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  Speaker 1: that was about to come. I could sit out on
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  Speaker 1: the porch of my house for a few minutes just
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  Speaker 1: looking at the way the light would color the greenery
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  Speaker 1: around me, making everything look brighter and more colorful than before.
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  Speaker 1: I felt inspired by the beauty around me by nature.
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  Speaker 1: Even when I traveled to the city for supplies, it
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  Speaker 1: looked just the same green overtaking buildings, as if reminding
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  Speaker 1: people that they only came second to this earth and
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  Speaker 1: that it was its own place, first, free from civilization.
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  Speaker 1: I smiled to myself thinking about it. I much preferred
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  Speaker 1: the quiet of my village, the tight community we had here.
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  Speaker 1: It always felt special to me to have this type
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  Speaker 1: of connection with the people who didn't have any other
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  Speaker 1: connection but to the place we shared. Once my lazy
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  Speaker 1: morning was over, I'd walked back into the house to
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  Speaker 1: start work. It just so happened that I was one
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  Speaker 1: of a few lucky people in the world who had
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  Speaker 1: their passion as their work. I was a lace maker
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  Speaker 1: for as long as I could remember. My Grandma taught
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  Speaker 1: me the easy patterns, and I would spend days trying
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  Speaker 1: to repeat them as carefully as I could. Of course,
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  Speaker 1: it took me a long time to get where I was,
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  Speaker 1: where I could create complicated, one of the kind compositions
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  Speaker 1: with nothing but threads, pins, and patience. But I couldn't
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  Speaker 1: imagine myself doing anything else. I didn't mind spending out
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  Speaker 1: hours and hours on one piece, on a small ribbon
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  Speaker 1: of lace, But when I would leave my house, I
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  Speaker 1: knew it was perfect and that no one else could
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  Speaker 1: have done it in the way that I did. That
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  Speaker 1: was the reason why, even with how far I lived
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  Speaker 1: and with how much I was asking for my work,
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  Speaker 1: I had a backlog of orders. I never got tired
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  Speaker 1: of my work. Yes, some might think that you lose
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  Speaker 1: your spark once you start doing the same thing over
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  Speaker 1: and over, once you create not for yourself but for others,
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  Speaker 1: But I didn't share the sentiment. No matter who I
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  Speaker 1: was creating this lace for I still felt connected to
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  Speaker 1: my craft, still loved every piece I created, and I
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  Speaker 1: think it was the biggest part of it all love.
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  Speaker 1: As long as I loved what I did, I could
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  Speaker 1: always feel the threads under my fingers turning into something
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  Speaker 1: I cherished, Even if the pattern wasn't always the one
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  Speaker 1: I would make for myself. My hands would start to
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  Speaker 1: hurt throughout the day, but it was a price one
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  Speaker 1: had to give for being creative. No matter how many
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  Speaker 1: things I tried to make the pain go away, it
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  Speaker 1: was almost always present in my joints. I took care
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  Speaker 1: of my hands as much as I could, but as
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  Speaker 1: long as they stayed the instruments of my work, I
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  Speaker 1: couldn't give them a proper rest. It was a sacrifice,
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  Speaker 1: something I had to do for what I loved. Later
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  Speaker 1: in the day, when I was almost done with the
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  Speaker 1: latest peace, I heard a knock on the door. It
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  Speaker 1: wasn't unusual for someone to come to me uninvited. Local
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  Speaker 1: hospitality meant that everyone was welcome, and some people very
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  Speaker 1: much abused that notion, but I didn't mind that much.
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  Speaker 1: I enjoyed hosting people, and if someone came to me
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  Speaker 1: either for a meal or for a kapa mate. I
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  Speaker 1: would always accept them and offer a seat and a conversation.
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  Speaker 1: The woman behind my door was unfamiliar to me. She
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  Speaker 1: was tall, beautiful, and had an outfit locals usually wouldn't
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  Speaker 1: wear around the village. Her dress was clearly expensive and
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  Speaker 1: made just for her. I smiled at the strain, asking
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  Speaker 1: what she came to me for. At that, she introduced
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  Speaker 1: herself as Ornella and asked if she could speak to
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  Speaker 1: me about my work. It just so happened that my
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  Speaker 1: work was one of my favorite topics of conversation, so
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  Speaker 1: of course I invited her in so we could talk properly.
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  Speaker 1: We sat at the table in the kitchen. I asked
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  Speaker 1: Dornella if she wanted to share a meal with me.
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  Speaker 1: She politely declined, so we shared matte instead. I could
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  Speaker 1: tell by her clothes that she loved well made things,
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  Speaker 1: expensive things. I could already tell what she came to
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  Speaker 1: me for, but I wanted to start a conversation before
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  Speaker 1: I jumped to a conclusion. Just as I suspected, she
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  Speaker 1: needed lace, not that anyone came to me for anything else.
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  Speaker 1: The problem was that she needed it as fast as possible,
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  Speaker 1: which wasn't something I could do for her, not only
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  Speaker 1: because of my other orders, but because of how long
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  Speaker 1: and meticulous the process was. I could tell by the
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  Speaker 1: look on Arnella's face that she was more than used
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  Speaker 1: to get what she wanted, and that characteristic both intrigued
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  Speaker 1: me and made me a little wary. Hugh knew what
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  Speaker 1: a woman like her was capable of doing to get
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  Speaker 1: what she wanted. I listed all the reasons as to
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  Speaker 1: why I couldn't make it happen for her. I was
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  Speaker 1: reasonable and clear about why it was happening, but I
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  Speaker 1: wasn't sure that Arnella heard me, because she insisted I
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  Speaker 1: could do it. Once again, I sighed, realizing that I
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  Speaker 1: couldn't fight against her stubbornness. The only way to change
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  Speaker 1: her mind was to show and explain exactly how much
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  Speaker 1: work it took to create a piece like the one
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  Speaker 1: she requested, So I offered to walk deeper into the
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  Speaker 1: house so I could show her. That's how we ended
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  Speaker 1: up in my workspace, where I could make Ornella lean
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  Speaker 1: over the pattern I was creating. I showed her just
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  Speaker 1: how much time even the smallest amount of progress took.
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  Speaker 1: I showed her one of my latest pieces, a ribbon
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  Speaker 1: of lace with a delicate flower design to explain just
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  Speaker 1: how long it took me to not only put it down,
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  Speaker 1: but also to create the pattern. Ornella looked at my
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  Speaker 1: work as if she was charmed, and I couldn't help
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  Speaker 1: but smile at that. It seemed that she was slowly
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  Speaker 1: starting to understand that I wasn't just being difficult, that
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  Speaker 1: I was actually trying to tell her that it was
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  Speaker 1: going to be something she'd have to wait for. She
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  Speaker 1: still held the lacy ribbon in her hand when she
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  Speaker 1: took my palm and looked at me. She frowned, saying
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  Speaker 1: that it must have hurt to create things like that
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  Speaker 1: all the time without being able to stop. There was
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  Speaker 1: something in her tone, in the way that she looked
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  Speaker 1: at my hands that made me swallow hard. It wasn't
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  Speaker 1: just a professional interest anymore. There was something heated in
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  Speaker 1: her gaze. Before I could say anything, she took both
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  Speaker 1: my hands and wrapped the ribbon around my wrists, looking
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  Speaker 1: into my eyes for a challenge. I felt my creation
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  Speaker 1: holding me down, and I didn't say anything because I
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  Speaker 1: enjoyed Ornella taking the lead so much. She told me
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  Speaker 1: that after such tiring work, I deserved some rest. I
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  Speaker 1: deserved not to think or plan for the next project,
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  Speaker 1: but just exist. I felt the rush of heat go
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  Speaker 1: through me at her words. I wanted to be taken
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  Speaker 1: care of so badly, and it seemed that Ornello was
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  Speaker 1: more than willing to give it to me. She gently
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  Speaker 1: pushed me to sit down on the closest chair as
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  Speaker 1: she got down on her knees in front of me,
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  Speaker 1: her eyes shining as she looked up. There was something
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  Speaker 1: exasperating about the fact that a woman like her, who
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  Speaker 1: clearly got everything she wanted in life, was on her
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  Speaker 1: knees in front of me, her hands running over the
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  Speaker 1: top of my shirt as she touched me. I wouldn't
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  Speaker 1: say no to her, not to this request, at least
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  Speaker 1: because I felt just too weak for her at that moment,
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  Speaker 1: unable to move or do anything that might have ruined
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  Speaker 1: the moment. I knew that the lace around my wrists
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  Speaker 1: wasn't strong enough to hold me down if I really
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  Speaker 1: tried to get out, But I didn't want that. I
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  Speaker 1: want to stay. I wanted Ornella to get something that
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  Speaker 1: she wanted, and if at that moment she wanted me,
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  Speaker 1: I was more than ready to submit to her. I
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  Speaker 1: felt her tongue on my neck and mound, feeling my
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  Speaker 1: body react to her touch. It was electric and exciting
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  Speaker 1: in a way that I didn't expect. She couldn't take
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  Speaker 1: my shirt off, but she pulled it up, making me
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  Speaker 1: hold the hem of it between my teeth so that
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  Speaker 1: she could get to my breasts. I felt her hot
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  Speaker 1: breath against my skin, and as soon as I felt
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  Speaker 1: her mouth and tongue on me, teasing and teasing, making
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  Speaker 1: me whimper and moan, I felt my body shaking with
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  Speaker 1: need I didn't know was hiding inside of me. All
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  Speaker 1: this time, Cornella was giving me constant praise about how
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  Speaker 1: good I looked, how good I sounded, and that made
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  Speaker 1: me want her to continue even more. I spread my legs,
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  Speaker 1: feeling the heat between them getting just too strong, and
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  Speaker 1: Rnella already knew what I wanted and what I was
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  Speaker 1: asking from her. She smiled at me and shook my
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  Speaker 1: head as if reminding me that she was in charge.
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  Speaker 1: But she still pulled at my skirt, took off my panties,
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  Speaker 1: and started to tease me with her hand. As she
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  Speaker 1: looked at me in the eyes and kept teasing my breasts.
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  Speaker 1: I might have been a master with my hands when
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  Speaker 1: it came to lace. But Arnello was also a master
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  Speaker 1: in an entirely different area. The way her fingers moved
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  Speaker 1: against my pussy, teasing my clit was making me feel
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  Speaker 1: sensations I never had before. It was hot and pulsing
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  Speaker 1: against her hand, and I knew that she was well
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  Speaker 1: aware of the state she was pushing me into. I
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  Speaker 1: took a deep breath, trying to control the situation when
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  Speaker 1: there was clearly no control left. I was meant to
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  Speaker 1: enjoy it, nothing else, and I gave myself a chance
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  Speaker 1: to do exactly that. Arnella kept teasing, kept telling me
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  Speaker 1: how good I was doing while she pushed her fingers
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  Speaker 1: into my pussy, and I knew I was gone. It
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  Speaker 1: felt too wonderful. The way she was rubbing her fingertips
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  Speaker 1: against my walls. It just made me lose it. I
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  Speaker 1: moaned it again, unable to say anything, do anything but
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  Speaker 1: feel her inside me, until I felt a rush come
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  Speaker 1: over me, leaving me breathless and spent in a way
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  Speaker 1: I couldn't imagine. Mornello looked at me happily as she
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  Speaker 1: licked her fingers. Before she left, we agreed that I
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  Speaker 1: would make a custom piece of lace for her. I
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  Speaker 1: already knew that I would try to finish her order quickly,
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  Speaker 1: just so she would return and I would get another
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  Speaker 1: taste of how her touch felt. Thanks for listening, Foxy Friends,