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On the floor

We were on the floor, she was on top. My manhood was boring into her, as she moaned with sexual pleasure. I couldn’t remember how we got where we were. I remember her asking if i’d ever done it with a girl, I said no. I remember her pinning me against the wall and reaching into my pants. I remember her unzipping my khakis and me taking off her skirt. I remember us falling to the floor with her melting into me. I remember pressing my head in between her outspread legs. Now she leans down and french kisses me “I love you.” She says. ” I love you too” I say back. I guess that’s how I got here.

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