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I think it only appropriate that they love one another, tripling the erotic power of their sexual desire, and leave lesser mortals to be content with beholding this sacred rite. We are indeed fortunate to be allowed to look in awe, to stroke ourselves, unable to resist their reflected glory, waves of incidental gratification our reward.
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To me, sapphic love is the highest form of human love, an experience for those so blessed like no other, orgasms to rise them up to as close to the divine feminine as mere mortals dare to fly. I can only marvel at the ethereal beauty, and the pleasure without rival.
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