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- "Fuck, John," she moaned. "This is so hot."
- "I wish I could fuck you right now," you whispered to her, leaning down to speak into her ear and then kissing her neck the way she liked. She'd already been wet, but you could feel her start to almost drip and you slid a finger inside of her.
- "You can, if you want," she panted in reply. "Right here on the dance floor."