Pansy Parkinson (

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It was the most exquisite kind of pleasure-pain, standing on the precipice with each movement of their bodies pushing her higher and yet not quite....there. It was almost as if there was a barrier there, something which her body was pressing against, yet not quite going through, and she was panting with the effort.

And then suddenly, the barrier shattered and Pansy cried out, the sound a shrill keen of passionate joy. Her muscles contracted tightly around him, and she trembled with the intensity of her orgasm, her lungs sucking in air with shuddering gasps.

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