Goosebumps. Shivers . All things I felt as Adam stroked a poppy petal against my clitoris. Brushed it up and down, coursing electricity through my veins. Lips of my vagina throbbing, clitoris swelling, like the flower in his hand waiting to bloom. Raindrops began to fall from the thick clouds. Dripping on my vulva. Moisture in the sky could not compare to the feeling between my legs.
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