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GARRISON
It was difficult to think clearly when I had a very lusty bride f*****g herself on my fingers. I tried to think about how many games of Poker she had to play to win sixty-five dollars and I wanted to spank her all over again. But, my c**k was too hard, my balls had drawn up tight and my need to f**k Dahlia was too great to consider it further. She seemed to have that keen ability; she could easily distract me. Hell, she'd been doing it for years and that had been with just the fantasy of taking her. I worried I'd never have my sanity back.
There was much to consider; her desire to live in a big city, her distinct lack of self-preservation, her constant secrecy. She'd shared a little, but that had been under duress. Would I always have to spank the answers out of her?
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