Oh, I knew you'd come. Oh yes, I knew you couldn't resist. You just had to come back
to me, knowing I was all alone and just waiting for you. And that's why you're so special
to me. You'd never let me fall. Oh no, never let me go through all ten peaches and fall
to the bottom of a gourd. Because we have something special. You know what to do to
keep me hot and active. You know what I need. You know how to. Oh, but I can't say. Please
don't make me. I'm blushing just thinking about it. The thought of you taking your fingers
and delicately drawing them across the... yes, like that. Oh, you know exactly what
you're doing. Tell me what I need to hear, please. I'm begging you. Take those fingers
and just do it. Do it fast. Do it often, again and again. Type those four little letters
and just give it to me. Oh, I can feel it. Burning through that capture like it's not
even there. And you're doing it for me? You're so naughty. And that, and is that? Oh, oh
no, you shouldn't have. I can't believe that you would actually. Oh, it's purrfect. My
cute animal gift is just what I need to, to. It's coming. It's sending. It's almost here.
It's almost bump. Oh yes, bump me. Do it. Give me that bump. Give me all the bumps.
Bump me hard and fast and often and blow your bumps all over my face. Oh, I needed that.
Thank you, sweetie. But a girl needs time to recover, you know. Just let me rest for six
pages or so.