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When I tried to twist away, he returned to my breasts. Over and over again, we played that game.
After a deep sigh, he was staring in my eyes again.
The right and wrong way to use my teeth on his cock. to avoid his balls with them.
The next morning, I found cans of chicken noodle soup and clear juice stocked in the kitchen; tissues and pain relievers in the bathroom; and bedding folded on the ottoman.
Chris kissed my neck before he sat up.
Fragile at the core but with a tough outer shell.