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benched
have you ever been one of
two, so tense you
fucked
just outside of prying eyes?
an office, restroom -
perhaps in a wood?
mine was a dugout; off-
season, of course. she would
lie, brilliant blue eyes blinking
up from the bench. it
creaked when i slid in, and she
groaned when i withdrew, all the
while fearful and
fervent.
but orgasms have a
funny way of suspending you -
holding you
up.
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