You reach your hands between Sophie's lower lips, and pull them apart. The soft, warm, wet tunnel of pink flesh invites you, seeming to beckon to you with its hypnotic contractions. "Sophie, please reconsider," you beg. Sophie reaches down towards you, setting her finger on your back. "Go in!" she orders. You put your left foot in, and it is instantly squeezed by a harsh contraction. Sophie gasps. You put your right foot in, and are yanked by another muscle spasm. Your entire lower body is now in, and another pull yanks you in all the way up to the shoulders. "Sophie! PLEASE!" you scream, and are met by her finger pushing your head in. You lose your grip and are lost in the tight, hot, moist squeezing.
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