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I runtired s at his feet That’s e of his anxiety

“You didn’t sleep well?”

He shakes his head

“I’m sorry”

I pull a blanket over ainst his side I’ aside and hooks one of his long, strong legs around ainst his chest and wraps his arms around me

“You’re so warm,” I murmur

“You are” Now his legs are locked aroundThen he shifts a bit, and I feel his sex pressed againstsensation between s as I reach down and wrap my hand around him

His hips shift I giggle wickedly

In times past, ouldinto the cushions This time, e’ve worked each other to a fervor, he carries me back to the bedroom, where he positions me the way he likes me

This ti over his face I find s can hold le my rear for him

It does feel good this way I don’t e If this is what he likes, and I enjoy it, too, what does it matter? Perhaps the bit I don’t know is this is the best position once you’re stretched and flexible enough to try it

This tirabs my hair, it’s pulled into a ponytail When he yanks, it doesn’t hurt quite as acutely After aat s

Afterward, as he presses a towel over me, I whisper, “That was excellent”

He grins “Good”

He showers shortly after that, not telling es with a towel tucked about his waist that there’s a