She took one of my hands.

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I took her hand, put it on a plate and poured cream from a jug on to it. I took it and sucked each finger one by one. She said that she was surprised; she had expected me to pour cream over some other part of her; she knew that I could have done that. She took one of my hands and put it in her mouth and bit it, gently. “What I like about you is you.”

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