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Like what?" I shrugged.
The questions had both startled and intrigued me. I'd fought against reading them all.
" He kissed me soundly then pulled back. His weight shifted until he was sitting on my thighs, my legs pinned together beneath him and his cock between us.
Please, hear me out?" "Of course.
Clothes were overflowing the hamper since I usually did laundry on the weekends.
But I swallowed my pride and accepted that my life was changing, whether I wanted to admit it or not. Chris surprised me with his parents' plan to fly us both out west for the week to spend the holiday with them.
The ache in my breasts was increasingly frustrating. I wanted more than just the feather-light sweeps against my skin.