I've got my head tipped over the side of your bed, your repeatedly jamming your cock down my throat. I cant move, you're thick and I can barely breath. This just got interesting.
It took me a while to warm up, I don't like how you kiss or touch, but you're spoiling me with something phallic and its generous and thats good enough and its easy to come.
We sleep together. You make me a coffee in the morning and some toast. You cut it into small pieces like I'm a little girl. That doesn't bother me. It makes me feel safe.
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