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In other words, sexual intimacy – or a lack of it – with her husband was a problem, and had been for a while. A drawer full of unworn negligees and other lingerie she had bought with Oliver in mind now concealed the trove of vibrators, dildos, and pornographic material that were now her closest friends. It wasn't because Oliver couldn't get it up. He was much to young for erectile dysfunction, and if his father was any indication, he was in no danger of ever needing a Viagra prescription. It was her fault, at least partly. She hadn't stopped caring about her body. Emily had kept herself in good shape in the hope that Oliver would notice her again, and it showed. She stood 5'5 and kept herself at 110lbs. Honey brown hair fell in natural curls to the middle of her back; plenty to reign in when Oliver was feeling especially dominant. And when he wanted something more fleshy to hold onto as he rammed her from behind, Emily had a pair of moderately large breasts with fat pink nipples for. My pussy clenched. The pressure built. And—Someone knocked at my door.I let out a startled yelp, throwing my teddy bear off of me, my heart hammering. “Yes?”“It's Melody, Cupcake,” my cousin said. “I think we should talk.”“O-okay,” I said, panic fluttering through me. I pushed my teddy bear to the edge of my bed—the right side lay flushed against my wall—joining my other stuffed animals. I pushed down my top and scrambled to grab my jean shorts as the doorknob turned.“Sweetie, it's locked,” Melody said.“Just a moment,” I groaned, grabbing my jean shorts. I didn't have time to find my panties. I yanked up the shorts, my body shuddering. I was so close to cumming. Why did she have to bother me now? No one ever bothered me. They let me stay in my room and read, lost to my books.I didn't need anyone. I had my books to keep me company.I fumbled with the jean shorts' fastener as Melody knocked again. “What are you doing in there, Cupcake?”“Nothing,” I gasped, my face flushed. I pushed up my.
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