Linnea: I imagine like slowly forgetting things.. a recipe, a spell, people's names, what you're wearing.. what's happening in that moment, trains of thought interrupted and then.. gone.. until you're thinking of nothing, blankly staring ahead, slack jawed and drololing, body twitching and shuddering from another orgasm, the only thing you can still feel or react to..
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