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They've waited a long time for this and so have we. Rose Marie still can't tell for certain if this is all a dream, or if this unexpected visitor is a Tulpa of her imagination come to life, or even an alien. At this point, she is far too turned on to care or to deny herself the thrill of passion fulfilled even a moment longer. She leans back and plummets Widowmaker's throbbing futac0ck deep inside her and screams loudly as she almost instantly bursts into wet 0rg@sm. She lunges back forward and licks a bead of salty sweat from WM's cheek before open-mouth kissing her passionately. 

     As lips and tongues connect and entwine, Rose Marie wastes not time removing some of the last vestiges of WM's clothing: pulling off her right glove to reveal elegant, feminine fingers - a sight almost as erotic to Rose Marie as the discovery of Widowmaker's soft soles. 

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