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Maybe I'm still stroking your heavy throbbing cock, feeling the pulsing veins eagerly making their presence known in my right grip, but my tongue would be rolling against your smooth hard muscles of your chest or even against your inner thigh, lips latching on as I leave both hickies and marks with my once well done lipstick. She said she is losing her memories slowly, and getting flashbacks, but not the whole thing. I just went on, thinking everything is preplanned but changed according to actions, rather than made up on the spot. ***“…as blameless, as hands divine…”*** Two hands slammed into the fitted office carpet, blood mixing with the muted corporate red.

Not complaining — just being honest. It sucks that even the chats are completely gone.