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That theme had surfaced several times as we had talked through the day, giving me the feeling that his womanizing ways had made her doubt her own self-worth and attractiveness.
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Evening after she came home I decided to not mention the movie.
The most embarrassing point was when I needed to pee.
I often fantasized about sex on an airplane.
I released her from my cock. And pulled her to her feet. Walking her over to the sliding glass doors I opened the curtains.
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But he couldn't deny that he was hard, his cock throbbing, tenting his white briefs. This was exactly what he barely let himself think about at night.