Sitting here. Reading. Listening as slowly drips of rain hit off the tin roof. Slowly the patter off something plastic, it's slow crescendo begins. I close my eyes and drift to last night. You. Your hand in my hair pulling me back with such urgency. biting my neck, one hand on my left breast the other strumming my wanton clit. Kisses. As your hard thrusting cock took me to
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