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Depressed and alone, but free. My hands glide all over my body. They pale in comparison to yours. I try to keep thoughts of you from my mind. My hand slides down between my legs. The tears are still falling. Silently and painfully. I wonder what you are up to right now as I slide one finger inside myself.Your knee slides between her legs, opening her to you. her hands race up your back and lightly comb the back of your neck into your hair. Your lips fall to her neck. resting so lightly there you can feel her increased heartbeat. Her hand falls to your manhood. You growl, and she kisses your neck. her hand fondles you gently and yours pinch and pull at her nipples. Both of your mouths so close to each other, just sharing breath.I pick up my pace and soon my body begins to shiver. Shivering pleasure and pain. I let loose, uncontrollably sobbing at this point. I want you. she can’t have you. why can’t you be mine? Why are we doing this to ourselves! My fingers plunge deeply inside me.

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