Every thrust of you a sting to my heart, I'm reminded of my promise. I wouldn't fall for him; unlike all others before. I love you too much. So easily broken. My mind revels in memories. His touch-my body melting... His lips-my mind following... His tongue-my legs trembling... Those recollections, vivid enough to make up for your shortcomings, fuel my climax. Your final thrust
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