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Thanks for sharing that. Must have been very conflicting. How was it when she finally got home?
It was wonderful, as it always is when she returns home. We both had fun, in our own very kinky way. She joined me in bed, since it was about about 3AM or so when she got back. I was only half asleep anyway. I had been anxious and unable really to sleep. My anxiousness immediately abated when she walked in. She looked beautiful. Disheveled, tired, and beautiful.
We held each other and kissed. I desperately wanted to make love but we couldn’t. We tried, but she was too sore. True to his word, that guy kind of wrecked her for the next day or so — her pussy was swollen and it burnt for her when I tried to go inside, her tits and nipples were sore, and her ass was bright red with hand imprints. So I held her in my arms. We cuddled next to each other in our bed and I masturbated one more time while she quietly told me about the evening. Then both of us fell asleep.
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