Winter Feast
A Sexual Fantasy
I had always fantasized about indulging in more than just flavors at a winter feast: the crackling fire, the scent of spices, and the way their eyes danced over me. One lingering touch lead to another, our bodies intertwining in candlelight, savoring every inch of each other in a deliciously messy holiday dinner.
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