My Last One

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My last one:
I came home to a surprise laying on my bed. I smiled and slowly creeped up on it. I quickly but gently yanked it in my hands and slowly put it up to my mouth. I gave it a little lick and put it in my mouth. I savored the flavor and when I began sucking on it, it burst with flavor. The liquid put a layer on the roof of my mouth. I swallowed it passionately. It was my last one. The last of my gushers.

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