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From: cindy g <cuteycindyhoney@yahoo.com>
Subject: {ASSM} A Sister's Love (Hermaphrodite/female incest (sisters), reluctant, inpregnation)
Date: Mon,  6 Aug 2001 22:10:04 -0400
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Title: A Sister's Love

by Honey Moon

Subject key:
Hermaphrodite/female incest (sisters), reluctant,
inpregnation


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******************WARNING************************
This story contains detailed descriptions of sexual 
acts! If you do not like this then delete the file! 
If you are under the age of consent where you live, 
or it is against any law or statute where you reside,
to read or obtain such materiel, then delete the file 
and do not read any further! All characters and places 
in my stories are completely fictional and any 
resemblance to anyone or anything living or dead,
is completely accidental and coincidental.
******************WARNING************************


A Sister's Love
by Honey Moon

Tracy fidgeted impatiently, as she waited for the chance to meet her brand-new 
little sister. "How much longer, aunt Carol?" the five year old demanded, 
flipping her coloring book closed. "It's been forever and ever!"

Her aunt laughed. "You just be good a little while longer, and you'll get to be 
a big sister!"

Just then, the funny double doors swung open. "Daddy! Is she here yet? Do I have 
a little sister?"

Daddy smiled at her, but his eyes looked so sad. "Yes you do, kitten. Wait right 
here a minute, then you can come see her."

Tracy waited like a good girl, while daddy took aunt Carol to the other side of 
the room, and whispered to her. "What! You're going to show her right now?" her 
aunt shouted, before quickly dropping back to a whisper.

Daddy came back, and took her hand. He led her to a room where mommy was, and 
let her run up to the side of the bed. "We can only stay a minute. Your mother 
needs to take a nap now," daddy whispered, as Tracy tried to peek under the 
white bundle mommy was holding.

"Hi baby," mommy said, quietly. "This is your sister Serena. Isn't she pretty?"

"She's all red," she said, matter of factly. Which for some reason made mommy 
and daddy smile.

"Most babies start out like that, honey. You just wait. In no time, she'll look 
very pretty!" Mommy smiled at her, but looked a little sad, just like daddy. "I 
have to show you something, sweetie. Serena is a very special little sister." 
Mommy unwrapped the white cloth around Serena, and showed the squirming little 
baby to her big sister. "See honey? She has a little slit, just like you and me, 
but she also has a pee-pee, just like daddy." Mommy looked at her, and seemed to 
be waiting for something.

Tracy looked thoughtfully at her sister. "I think she's pretty right now, even 
if she's all red!" Tracy kissed mommy, then carefully kissed Serena, on the top 
of her head. "Oh I love her mommy! You just see. I'll take care of her, and be 
the best big sister ever, no matter what!" It would be quite some time, before 
Tracy would fully understand how special her little sister really was.


Tracy fidgeted impatiently, as she waited at the airport arrivals gate. Finally, 
she spotted her sister! "Meatball head!" she cried out cheerfully, as the pretty 
redhead rushed to meet her.

"Would you cut that out?" Serena asked with a smile. Ever since she fell in love 
with the Japanese cartoon, "Sailor Moon" people started calling her meatball 
head! "It's not my fault the American release decided Serena was such a great 
name for her!"

Tracy grabbed her sister's bag, and hustled her out towards the parking lot. 
"This is going to be so great! I'm so glad you decided to go to school here!" 
she looked at her younger sister with a mischievous grin. "I need someone to 
keep the apartment clean, after all!"

Serena giggled, and pretended to punch her big sister. "I guess that means 
you're still a big slob, sis!" When they finally reached Tracy's place, Serena 
couldn't believe her eyes. "You, you live like this?" she asked in a whisper.

"Hey, it's not that bad!" Tracy shouted, as she hurried through the place, 
trying to pick up the worst of the mess. Clothing was strewn all over. There 
were actually soda and beer cans stacked in little towers, on any flat surface 
you happened to look at! "I'm really busy at work!" she said as she threw 
clothes into her bedroom. Coming back to the living room, she found her younger 
sister combining stacks of cans into one huge tower. "Hey, cut it out! I've been 
meaning to recycle those!" Both sisters looked at each other, and started to 
laugh.

Serena sniffed the air. "At least it doesn't smell in here! What the heck do 
guys think, when they see all this?"

"Hey, I'm not a pig! I always rinse out my cans!" Tracy blushed, and continued. 
"I told you I was busy at work. Who has time for a boyfriend?"

"Ok, sis. I guess it's only fair. You let me live here while I go to school, and 
I'll keep this place spotless for you!"

"You've got a deal!" Tracy shook he sister's hand. "Uh, does that include doing 
the cooking?"

Serena looked horrified, then began to laugh, at her sister's embarrassment. "Of 
course it does! I swear, you are the only person I know, that can't even make a 
cup of instant soup!"

Tracy blushed. "That was years ago!"

"A pot of soup, in an 8 once cup!" Serena shuddered. "I thought I was gonna 
die!"

"Nobody ever believed me about that! Somebody put all the soups in one box, and 
it said 'cup o soup' on it!' she grinned sheepishly. "I always double check the 
envelope, ever since!"

"That's good to know!" Serena looked into the nearly empty refrigerator. "You 
better go buy some food, or do you like having catsup and beer for dinner?"

The two quickly settled in together. Tracy just loved having Serena live with 
her, and it wasn't even that the apartment was now as spotless as Serena 
promised. Tracy just loved having her little sister with her. It felt so much 
like when they were kids together, except for some puzzling differences. Take 
the other night. Tracy had decided to paint her toenails after her shower. She 
had come into the living room, so she could keep an eye on the news while she 
worked. Tracy had glanced up, and caught Serena staring at her, as she sat 
wrapped in her towel, with one foot up on the coffee table. Serena had then 
quietly excused herself, and left the room. When she came back twenty minutes 
later, her face was all flushed, as if she had taken a brisk run through the 
park. Odder still, was the matter of the laundry. Tracy was still rather messy 
with her clothes, but she was beginning to notice something. Every once in a 
while, she would put a pair of panties, or a bra, in the hamper, and she 
wouldn't see them for a couple of days. The rest of her clothes yes, but more 
and more, there seemed to be some kind of undies delay! She figured that maybe 
Serena had some kind of system going, but it was kind of funny! "Hey meatball 
head, I'm going now!" she announced, as she hustled for the door.

Serena hurried in, still in her bathrobe, to see her off. "You don't have to go 
shopping today, sis. I don't have any classes, so I'll walk to the market, and 
pick up some things."

"You're a lifesaver!" Tracy laughed, as she impulsively hugged her sister tight. 
Serena backed away, as if she touched something red hot, and blushed furiously.

"It... it's no big deal," she stammered. "It's such a nice day, I'll enjoy my 
walk."

Tracy eyed her sister. "You ok, kiddo? You look kind of feverish."

"I'm fine!" the younger girl snapped. She continued in a more normal voice. "I 
just like taking really hot showers, is all."

"That's ok, you can use all the hot water you like. It's included in the rent." 
That was really odd too, Tracy thought to herself as she walked down the street. 
She could swear that Serena didn't even take her shower yet this morning. 
"Damn!" she shouted, drawing looks from the people around her at the corner. 
"Sorry about that. I forgot my transit pass again!" Tracy ran for home. If she 
hurried, she would still make the bus on time. She burst into the apartment, and 
charged into her bedroom. Tracy stumbled to a stop, work forgotten in shock. 
Serena looked up at her big sister, a look of horror on her face. The younger 
girl gasped, as Tracy looked down her nude body, and noticed what her sister was 
actually doing!

"Oh god," the trembling girl whimpered. "Too late, I, I can't stop!"

Tracy watched mesmerized, as her sister furiously rubbed her erection with one 
hand, while holding a bunched up piece of pink material against the swollen head 
with the other. Serena groaned as thick, milky white fluid began to seep through 
the material. Tracy felt like she was in shock. Her eyes followed a gooey drop, 
as it slowly stretched from trembling fingers and dripped to the floor. "Fuck! 
Those are my best panties! What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm so sorry!' Serena burst into tears, and ran from the room.

Tracy paused for a moment, then ran after her sister. She found Serena back in 
her robe, frantically packing her suitcase. "Wait! Stop for a second!" She 
grabbed her sister's hands, and held them tight.

"Let me go!" Serena screamed. "I have to get out of here now!"

"Why, because you masturbate?" Tracy grinned sheepishly. "I'm sorry I yelled at 
you. I think I just always forget you're not such a little girl anymore."

"I'm not a girl at all. I'm a hermaphrodite." Serena looked up at Tracy, anger 
and fear flashing in her eyes. "I'm nothing but a freak!"

Tracy didn't even think. Her hand shot out, and she slapped her sister's face. 
"Don't you ever say that!" She grabbed Serena, and hugged her tight. "Oh god! 
I'm sorry I hit you! I just can't stand to hear you talk like that!"

"But it's true!" the sobbing girl moaned. "Do you know what it's like, to live 
every day wondering if today is the day you'll slip up? I can't even go to the 
bathroom, without worrying someone will spot my penis, and think I'm some kind 
of sicko! Let me move out now. I'll go home and tell mom and dad that I'm not 
ready for college yet. I'll never bother you again!"

"Did I ever treat you as anything but a sister?" Tracy shouted angrily. Serena 
shook her head. "Then how could you think I'd change now? You jerk off. So what! 
I finger myself every night in the shower! Who's the sicko?"

Serena looked in the corner where she hastily threw the damp pink panties. "But 
those are yours!" she wailed.

"Hush now, I don't care about them. Did you want to talk about it?"

Serena looked into her sister's eyes. "You, you aren't mad at me?"

"I was a little shocked, back there, but I can't stay mad at you, meatball 
head!"

Serena smiled weakly at the use of her nickname. "My, my penis started to get 
hard, about six months ago. The first few times, I was scared, and hid in my 
room for over an hour at a time, waiting for it to go down. One day, I went to 
the bathroom right after mom's shower. I caught just a tiny glimpse of her 
naked, as she tied her robe. Thankfully, she didn't notice, and just laughed 
about how she steamed up the shower." Serena blushed, but continued. "I got 
harder then I ever got before! I pulled up my skirt, and just stood there, 
staring at my erection, and thinking how beautiful mom's body is. I, I looked in 
the hamper, and took out her panties. It was thrilling, knowing that they were 
against her, just minutes earlier. I took the panties, and, and I started to rub 
them along my penis. It felt wonderful!" she giggled. "It didn't take too long 
before I was shocked to see white stuff squirting out! It felt so good though! I 
couldn't have stopped if I wanted too! Mom's panties were a mess, so I rinsed 
them in the sink, and then put on a load of laundry, so she wouldn't notice. 
Ever since, I've been swiping mom's panties, and sometimes her bras, and making 
them messy. I always do the laundry afterwards, so nobody ever knew, until 
today." She sighed. "I thought moving here would help me break the habit, but I 
was wrong! I know it's disgusting, and I'm sorry about your stuff. I tried my 
panties, but it just isn't the same."

Serena looked like the tears were going to start anew. "Let me tell you 
something, little sister. We all have guilty little secrets." Tracy blushed, as 
she continued. "Do you know how I started to masturbate?" Once more, Serena just 
shook her head. "I never told anyone this, but for some reason, the heat duct in 
my room acted like an intercom. I could hear everything that happened in mom and 
dad's room. I mean, EVERYTHING!"

Serena looked up, eyes wide. "You mean...?"

"I used to get so hot, listening to them make love, that it didn't take long for 
me to start pleasing myself as I listened. I used to fantasize about Daddy 
inviting me to join them!"

"Then, you don't think there's something wrong with me?"

"Of course not, Serena!" Tracy hugged her sister. "As long as you keep doing the 
laundry, I, I guess I don't care what happens just before!" The older girl 
looked at her watch. "Oh shit! I gotta go! If I don't get the next bus, I'll be 
late!" She grinned at her very relieved looking sister, and dumped the half 
packed suitcase out on the bed. "I'll see you tonight, meatball head!"

Tracy worried all day about Serena. She just knew her little sister would find 
someone wonderful, if only she got over her feelings of inadequacy. It didn't 
even matter if it was a man or a woman, as long as Serena was happy! At first 
she was scared Serena took off after all, when she walked into the darkened 
apartment. "Hello? You here Meatball head?" she called, as she threw her bag in 
the corner.

"Great timing sis!" Serena called from the kitchen. "Dinner is ready!" The 
younger woman walked into the dining room, and lit the candles on the table. "I 
wanted to repay you for being so nice to me, Tracy.

Tracy couldn't believe her eyes, or her nose. "You made me Mussel Mariniere? I 
haven't had mussels in ages! This is great!"

"I got this too." Serena held up a bottle of red wine. "Mastro Rosso, from the 
Mastroberardino vineyards. I don't know much about wine, but this is supposed to 
be good."

Dinner was great, and so was the wine. Tracy was so happy Serena was her usual 
cheerful self, that she never noticed her younger sister hardly touched the 
wine. By the time they moved into the living room, Tracy was beginning to feel 
more then a little cheerful herself. "That was so good, Meatball head! It's no 
fair! How come I can't cook as good as you?"

"You were always too busy with your writing, while mom was teaching me. If you 
like, I can teach you now."

"Nah, I'd rather have you cook for me, any day, Meatball h-head! Oops, pardon 
me!" Tracy covered her mouth, and then giggled. "Hey, tomorrow you can make 
meatballs!" She looked around. "Is there any more of that master, masterbaster, 
masturbator wine left?" Tracy spotted the empty bottle. "Oops! All gone!" She 
tipped the bottle over her glass, and frowned when nothing came out. That stuff 
was pretty nice, too!"

Serena eyed her sister carefully, before heading into the kitchen, and returning 
with another bottle. "Here you go," she said as she poured. "I'm not much of a 
drinker, so you can have the rest."

"Thanks kiddo! Yah know, I'm not a drinker myself, but this is good junk!" Tracy 
finished another glass, and grinned sheepishly. "Don't tell daddy and mommy I'm 
drunk, kay?"

"Don't be silly." Serena took the glass from her big sister, and sat next to her 
on the sofa. "We're big girls now, we can have a little wine if we care too." 
She stared into her sister's eyes. "I'm so glad we had our little talk this 
morning, Tracy." She moved a little closer, until her thigh was touching her 
sister's. Serena then casually placed her hand on Tracy's knee. "I love you so 
much!"

"I love you too, Serena!" Tracy looked down, and her eyes grew wide. "Is, is 
that what I think it is?" she whispered, as she eyed the growing tent in 
Serena's skirt.

Serena sighed. "That's because you're such a sexy big sister!" She leaned 
forward suddenly, and kissed Tracy's lips.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Tracy gasped, as she pulled back from Serena's questing 
tongue.

"It's ok, Tracy. I just want to show you how much I love you!" Serena was 
inexperienced, but made up for it with her eagerness to please. The sisters 
kissed again, this time, Tracy hardly struggled at all. "Thank you," she 
whispered to her stunned older sister. "That was my first real kiss."

"Serena, I love you, but we can't do that!" Tracy mumbled, as she tried to get 
to her unsteady feet. Her younger sister held her down. "Hey, cut it out!" 
Tracy's mind was spinning from the wine, and the fact that Serena was now 
attempting to unbutton her blouse!

"It's ok, honest!" Serena whispered, as Tracy weakly struggled. "I never saw a 
naked woman, except for mom, and that was just for a second. I just want to see 
you. I bet you are so sexy, nude!"

Tracy looked at her sister, and weakened. She remembered how upset she was this 
morning, and didn't want to hurt her again. Besides, what harm could one little 
peek do? "Um, ok, just for a minute." She sat up, and fumbled with unsteady 
fingers, and finished the job Serena had started. Tracy struggled to her feet, 
and slipped off her skirt. She stood for a moment, swaying just a little, before 
unhooking her bra. She had to giggle, when Serena gasped, as she slid the straps 
slowly over her shoulders. "My sister is a titty lover!" she tittered, as Serena 
stared at her full breasts. She bent, and slipped her panties down, grew a 
little more unsteady, and fell back onto the sofa. "Oops, got kinda dizzy for a 
second. Hey, Serena, could I, could I see your thingy dingy?"

Serena's eyes burned, as she stood before her gently giggling sister. "First, 
would you like another glass of wine?"

"Oh sure! That masturbate stuff is good!" Tracy took the glass her sister 
offered, and spilled some onto her breasts. "Shit! That's cold!" she laughed 
again. "Good thing I'm all naked, or I'd ruin my clothes!"

"Let me help you!" Serena ran and got a paper towel, and knelt to clean up her 
sister. She gently wiped the older girl's breasts, then lovingly kissed first 
one, then the other. "There, all better!"

"You're so good to me Meatball head. Sorry I'm such a piggy!" Tracy took another 
sip of her wine. Well, more then a sip, at this point she was drinking it down 
like lemonade. "Come on, lil' sis! Show me your cock now!"

Serena grinned, from ear to ear, as she hurried to slip out of her own clothing. 
"See that?" she said to her sister, as she moved closer. "That's what you do to 
me every single day!"

Tracy stared at the rigid member, just before her eyes. "Hey, it's not my fault 
if it gets all hard!"

"It's not?" Serena nearly shouted. "Who's always prancing around in just her 
panties and bra? Who walks in on me when I'm showering, so I have to stand 
there, until she finishes peeing, before I can jerk off from the sight of it! Do 
you know how that feels? To have an erection, and keep my back to you, so you 
don't see it!"

Tracy was stunned. "I, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to do anything to you. It was 
all an accident." She was so nervous that she took the wine bottle, and drank 
down the last of it, trying to think of something to say.

Serena's eyes grew large, as she watched her sister drink. She went on in a much 
gentler voice. "I know, and I'm not really mad, but you've been driving me 
insane!" she giggled herself." What about the other day, when you were doing 
your nails?" Serena removed her top, and sat next to her sister. "You were just 
sitting there, flashing your pretty pussy at me! I just had to run to the 
bathroom, and jerk off." Very gently, Serena ran her fingers along her sister's 
thigh. Slowly, she inched her fingers closer to her sister's sex. Tracy gasped, 
when loving fingers spread her swelling lips. "You're so wet now," Serena 
whispered. "You don't know how sexy you are! I'm sorry!" Before Tracy could 
respond, Serena pushed her down on the sofa, and moved over her. "I can't get 
you out of my mind! I just have to know what it feels like!"

"Serena, wuh, what's happening? Stop!" Tracy struggled under her younger sister. 
"We can't do that!" Tracy began to twist and dodge. "No, oh not that!" A moan 
escaped Tracy's lips, as Serena's hard member dragged across her clit.

"Tracy, huh, huh, I lied!" Serena gasped. "I've only messed your things! I stole 
your panties when you came home for Christmas! Mom's pretty, and I do jerk off 
thinking of her, but I want you!" She forced her leg between Tracy's, and tried 
to lever them apart. "I dream of you every night!" Once more, her engorged penis 
grazed across Tracy's throbbing clit. "Just this once! Please let me do it!" She 
started raining kisses all over her sister's startled face, as she grasped her 
penis, and tried to force it in.

Tracy couldn't even think. The wine, and her own growing passion had her all 
confused. Every move she made, seemed to force Serena to drag he cock roughly 
over her sex, sending delightful shivers through her body. Twice, the swollen 
head actually entered her, but Serena kept stabbing at her, in pure desperation, 
and didn't seem to know quite what to do. Finally, Tracy pulled herself 
together. "Stop right now!" she ordered.

Serena's eyes filled with tears. "Oh God, what am I doing to you?"

Tracy giggled, and pulled her sister close, and kissed her properly. "Stop, 
meatball head, and let me help you!" She reached between them, and gently 
wrapped her fingers around the rigid shaft. "It's been so long," she whispered, 
as she positioned the head at her opening. "Now silly, just push in slowly!" 
Tears forgotten, Serena beamed, as she thrust her hips forward. "Oh, that's 
nice! I haven't had a man in almost two years!" She started giggling again. "I 
guess I still don't have one, eh, meatball head?" Here eyes went wide, as Serena 
finally slid fully into her. "Oh wow! Your cock is pretty big, isn't it? My kid 
sister's got a huge package for me!"

Serena looked at her in delight. "You're so hot inside! It feels so good!" She 
bent, and once more began to kiss her sister. This time, their tongues mingled 
freely.

"Hey!' Tracy gasped, as their lips finally parted. "You gonna just lay on toppa 
me, or what? Come on, little sister! I like to really be fucked!" She slapped 
her sister's shapely bottom. "You hafta move it in and out! Get that big ol' 
dickie moving!"

Serena didn't have to be asked twice! "Tracy, I love you!" she moaned, as she 
shoved her cock in as deep as she could. She pulled it nearly completely out, 
only to slam right back in again. "Oh, this is better then I ever dreamed it 
could be!"

Tracy was in heaven. This was the best of both worlds! Not since her experiments 
in college, did Tracy feel the fullness of breasts pressing against her own, or 
the softness of another woman's lips on hers. That, combined with the wonderful 
way Serena was thrusting madly into her, was driving her ever closer to the edge 
of bliss. Her hands moved lovingly over her sister's back. "That's it baby girl! 
Fuck your big sister!"

Tracy's eyes glowed with love and passion, as her breath grew ragged. "Oh Tracy! 
I, I'm gonna cum soon!"

As Serena's movements grew more erratic, a sudden vision flashed through Tracy's 
wine fogged head. She saw in her mind's eye, a single drop of glistening semen, 
dripping from Serena's fingers, to the floor. Panic went far to sober the now 
frightened girl up. "Serena, don't!" she gasped, as her own explosion grew ever 
closer. "You have to pull out now! I, I don't, uh, I don't, huh, I don't have my 
diaphragm!"

Her sister didn't seem to hear her. "Tracy, oh Tracy! I can't hold back!" Serena 
groaned, and her back stiffened, driving her cock deeply into her sister's body. 
"I'm gonna shoot! It feels so good!" she gasped.

Tracy tried to push Serena off, but her own body betrayed her. "Don't!" she 
wailed, even as her hips rose to meet Serena's. "Don't you dare squirt in me!" 
Tracy was suddenly beyond speech, as her orgasm rippled through her.

Serena's eyes opened wide, as the words sank in. "Can't stop!" she grunted, as 
her penis jerked, and semen boiled deep into her sister's body. She thought the 
mad, convulsive pleasure of her orgasm would never end! Finally, in a 
super-human effort, she managed to pull her spurting cock out, only to have the 
weak final spurt drip on her sister's trim belly. She struggled off of Tracy, 
and fell on the floor. "Tracy, I thought you were on the pill!" she cried, as 
she stood, dragging her big sister to her feet. "Come on, we have to douche it 
out!"

"No! That'll drive it deeper!" Tracy sat down heavily, and just stared at the 
semen on her stomach. Gingerly, she slipped a finger into herself, and pulled it 
out. It was shiny, with thick, milky semen. "Shit, you sure spurt a lot for a 
girl!" The sisters looked into each other's eyes, and couldn't help themselves. 
They both started laughing. "Damn, little sister. I should start calling you big 
daddy!" She made a show of licking her finger clean.

"Oh crap! Mom and dad will kill me!" Serena managed to sputter, as she collapsed 
next to her sister on the sofa.

"No they won't!" Tracy smiled, and took Serena's hand. "Did mom ever tell her 
about the big fight we had on the phone last week?"

Serena looked puzzled. "No, I just know she was mad at you for a few days, 
before I left. What's that have to do with me knocking you up?"

"Nothing, and maybe everything!" Tracy giggled. "I told mom about my raise at 
the firm, and how I could now work from home if I wanted to."

"Why would she be mad about that?"

"I told her I had been checking out sperm banks, and planned on having a baby 
through artificial insemination. Meatball head, I think you just saved me about 
fifteen hundred dollars for a sperm withdrawal!"

Tracy slumped back on the sofa. "You mean you're not mad?"

"Oh baby girl, I can't stay mad at my favorite little sister!"

Serena grinned. "I'm your only little sister, remember?"

"Oh yeah! How could I forget?" She leaned over, and kissed her sister. "How soon 
can you do that again?" she whispered, as she lightly ran her fingers over her 
sister's slippery member. She was delighted to feel it stir under her attention.

Serena smiled brightly. "I've jerked off, three or four times a night, since I 
got here! Does that answer your question?"

"Oh goody!" Tracy giggled in delight. She got unsteadily to her feet, and pushed 
Serena back. In careful, slow movements she climbed over her sister, and rubbed 
her dripping sex over the growing penis. "I'm gonna be on top this time! I want 
you to conserve your strength!" She sighed happily, as the once more rigid penis 
parted her sex, and sank deep into her body. "I think you're gonna need it!"


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