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The morning after
I got a wakeup
call in the middle of the night
while laying on my side.
An arm threaded
around my waist,
pulling me closer as a
skin covered
steel rod
ground against my ass.
My eyes were still
fluttering open,
when he flipped me over
and shoved forward,
pulling me back
as I braced
for the next impact
and the next
and the next
and holyfuck
yes
I sank into
a pliant pile
of boneless
nothing
and rolled over
to go back to sleep
for a few more
hours,
hand on his
dick
head on his chest
and reminded him
that I'd need
another
wakeup call
in the morning.
call in the middle of the night
while laying on my side.
An arm threaded
around my waist,
pulling me closer as a
skin covered
steel rod
ground against my ass.
My eyes were still
fluttering open,
when he flipped me over
and shoved forward,
pulling me back
as I braced
for the next impact
and the next
and the next
and holyfuck
yes
I sank into
a pliant pile
of boneless
nothing
and rolled over
to go back to sleep
for a few more
hours,
hand on his
dick
head on his chest
and reminded him
that I'd need
another
wakeup call
in the morning.
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