... She watched silently as he looked at the moisture on his fingers, sniffed his hand, and tentatively tasted it. "I hope you enjoyed it," he said. "I did." "I did," she whispered, finally feeling her ability to control her body returning. "It was nice, but I didn't mean to, well, have an orgasm. I hope you don't feel, well, icky." "I'm still horny," Jacob said, "but what's there to feel icky about ...
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