Preamble

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I could remember the feel of her hips in my hands as she moved on top of me. I can still recall what song was playing downstairs as the party still went on into the early morning. Her face seemed like the picture of perfection in my drunken state. A sloppy grin plastered on my face as I watched her breasts bounce. It was a basic Saturday night in college, only then it wasnt. I can tell you what her face looked like as she screamed my name. I could write books on how it felt as my hips bucked and I lost myself inside of her. I cant tell you when the condom broke. All I can say is it was the moment my life changed forever and I cant even remember it.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 25, 2017 ⏰

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