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" Every now and then, his body would shift as he talked. I don't think it was intentional, but it caused sparks to light up sporadically through my nether regions.
Each brush of his fingertips along the outside of each fleshy globe-around my areolas-pulled another moan from me. The heat of his palm was palpable as it lingered over one nipple, which seemed to strain for his contact.
Awkward. I wanted to be glad that fate had stepped in.
" Tears formed in my eyes without warning.
And I'd been looking forward to having Chris join us this year for it all. However, my parents informed me they had decided to spend the winter in Florida after last year's accident.
I had no expectations for it to go beyond that night. And I'm sure I wasn't on your long-term radar, either, so no love lost.
And she turned you on to spanking and the like. Did she convince you to get your cock pierced?" I scurried to a sitting position as I asked my rapid-fire questions.
No matter what it is. I swear-" "I had a miscarriage.
" He kissed me and hugged me tight then tucked my head under his chin while he stroked my hair. "Thank you.