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Sex With Sin Something soft is thrown against my back and my arms are thrown above my head. Something is wrapped around them and something thick is thrust into my mouth. But before a scream can be issued through the obstructing object, little feather light things litter my bare flesh. The scream becomes a strangled moan as I revel in the sensations it gives me. My eyes snap open at the gentle voice in my ear makes itself known to my warped senses. Above me looms sex with an identity, a tattoo drawn across the toned chest. Soon the same smooth tongue laps at my throat, the pleasure making my mind reel. The musk and the sex surround me and I