How wrong is it that, a week later, that particular vertebra is still aching from having been thrown on a coffee table for deep penetration?Earlier this evening, while waiting for my haircut, i realized how i text Denisse about everything. Everything that i do. While i'm doing it. And she does the same with me.
Well, at least i haven't texted mid-coitus. That would be weird.
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