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Bearing an enormous smile, a single tear rolling over her cheek, the woman leapt into James' arms. That single tear was soon joined by more, as the two embraced. Lilith held onto the man she loved for dear life, smiling into his chest and dampening his shirt with her tears of joy. James smiled like never before, picked up the woman, and spun her around as he returned her hug. Gently setting her back down on solid ground, he pulled away slightly and placed a dusty hand against her cheek. Lilith closed her eyes and leaned into his touch. "Lilith…" James spoke in a voice that was entirely his own. "Lilith, I-" "Shh," said Lilith, putting a finger to his lips and smiling. "I know." She then replaced that finger with her own lips. She kissed him softly, just wanting to feel him, to know that he was really there with her, that they blowjob were together at last. When they parted again, they had no words for each other, just knowing looks and a shared happiness. 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A small amount of crackling white energy formed in her hand before detonating prematurely and knocking the disgraced goddess back down with a tiny explosion. " Fuuuck! " she cried in exasperation and anger. He dug his hands into her shoulders and tried to pull her head closer even though that was virtually impossible. We are not putting a target on your back. “Hey, um… I just wanted to say thanks about yesterday. I turned to face Darlene, dropped to my knees, and was eye level with her sex. She is usually not scheduled for Thursday night. The ball gag pressing into her mouth was not only fastened to the back of her head, but was part of the restraint tied to the chair device. He laid face down on his top sheet; not bothering to cover himself. I love my life and all the little adventures that Jon and I get up to. I came with a scream, trying to buck my hips, but held fast by Julia’s embrace, the immobility somehow making the orgasm even better. 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