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Mounting
Mounting It started with the flirt. It always does. Then it was the suggestive talk, the double-entendres. She liked him. He was funny, kind, sweet. He liked her. She was thoughtful, caring, pretty. They made out in the parking lot. He followed her home. She was grabbing his package in the kitchen. They took no time undressing each other in the bedroom. She saw his cock. Wanted it. They could do foreplay later. He was shaved, fully erect. She lowered herself onto him. He groaned. She moaned. And they were grateful they'd married each other. |
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Wednesday morning's comment.
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