We had a good sex life, or so I thought. I always started with a kiss and threw in some titty sucks before poking her. Within the height of our glorious passion, my ears heard good feedback - one of two well-placed Oh s and Ahh s. So why did I tinker with perfection? I cannot answer. One night while slurping her nips, instead of moving back up for the fuck, I moved down. In retrospect,
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