Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 26 | 1509 | Now, View more quotes about lick">lick again your upper lip, and now, again, more slowly, yes, that is it, slave girl". |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 26 | 1506 | He held her in such a way that she could neither approach him more closely nor withdraw. |
| 26 | 1507 | "Put out your tongue, your moist, lying little tongue, and lick your upper lip, slowly," he said. |
| 26 | 1508 | "Now, purse your lips and kiss, again and again, at me, but do not touch my body. |
| 26 | 1509 | Now, lick again your upper lip, and now, again, more slowly, yes, that is it, slave girl". |
| 26 | 1510 | Her hands twisted helplessly behind her in the bracelets. |
| 26 | 1511 | Her body became alive with need. |
| 26 | 1512 | Her thighs flamed. |
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He held her in such a way that she could neither approach him more closely nor withdraw.
"Put out your tongue, your moist, lying little tongue, and lick your upper lip, slowly," he said.
"Now, purse your lips and kiss, again and again, at me, but do not touch my body.
Now, lick again your upper lip, and now, again, more slowly, yes, that is it, slave girl".
Her hands twisted helplessly behind her in the bracelets.
Her body became alive with need.
Her thighs flamed.
- (Prize of Gor)