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The bed's a mess when we're finished and at rest, and I can just see the post-fuck flush across your chest. The telly's silent, the room's lit only by the screen, and now we're perfect moulds with just our pulses in between. |
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Well I'm not listening to what my mother said - what we're doing inside my bed. And I'm not pretending this time you're someone else, but I'm cleaning these sheets all by myself. |
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Afterwards is best. You get up to get dressed - I think your pants are by the door. I think tomorrow we might be sore. |
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Even in this light, your tits look white against the tanning, and I know we're a couple now 'cause we went down the Family Planning. It hit me in the waiting room waiting for you when you were getting what you need. But I can't help be a bit disappointed when you start to bleed. |
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Afterwards is best. You get up to get dressed - I think your pants are by the door. I think we might be sore. |
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