Warmth. All encompassing and fulfilling warmth. That was the sensation that enveloped the woman.
Jessica reveled in the pleasure of the feeling surrounding and penetrating her, seeping into every fiber of her being. There was no beginning and there was no end. There was only warmth.
But no. Something changed. A shift. A new surrounding. Pleasure, sweet pleasure. Jessica could feel herself right on the brink, right on the cusp of being. There was warmth and there was bliss. All of it came together as one.
And again, something changed. There was another deviation. Taste. Now, the professor could almost swear that the most delicious ambrosia was trickling down her throat. Little by little. Bit by bit. She could not get enough. The warmth was increasing, the pleasure was rising. Jessica dared to think there could be nothing greater.
Yet, she could feel something more. It was almost indescribable. The woman had thought she had known a yearning for more, but nothing could have braced her for the satisfaction of being.
Jessica was greater, greater than anything that could be found, greater than anything that was, greater than anything that could possibly be.
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