Without even thinking I leaned forward and opened my mouth. She pulled her finger back a bit, although her scent still lingered just above my nose. "Beg to suck my finger," she ordered.
Again I should have prevented this; should have halted my humiliating fall, but all I wanted was to suck her finger, to taste her juice. "Karen, may I please lick your finger?"
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