Just kissing isn’t cheating. A relationship that started with being swept away by such convenient words. Even though I knew I shouldn’t, my frustrated body was so honest I couldn’t stand it. He taught me many pleasures that I didn’t know. Polite and relentless caresses and toys … I can’t forget the joy I once remembered, and I slipped into the mud of perverted acts.

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