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Sinful Cusine

Watch as master chefs provide a feast for you. Fresh food laid out before your eyes. Glowing from the heat of the dishes. Seductive aroma dances within your nose. Causing the saliva in your mouth to brim against your closed lips. Wanting to moisten the food to make it slither down your throat easier. Don't wait, take a bite. Shivering, you cut into the flesh of the food. The delicate perfume strengthens from the caress. Juices slip down as the piece of food enters your mouth. With the first bite ending too quickly, A second must follow. An another; is that drool dripping from your chin? An another; loosening your bottom clothing. An another; your top is too tight. An another; the chair groans but doesn't break. An another; you haven't made a dent in the feast before you. An another; worry not there's more to come.

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