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Click hereI’m tired of repeating myself…did you take out the trash?
His fingers were hot like live coals as they wandered her flesh.
Why do I have to ask over and over again?
She whimpered, breathless, as they dipped between her parted thighs to ignite her soul.
Are you listening to me? I am so tired of this.
It was an echo of her, reaching to the ceiling, as she cried out in need.
Turn off that TV! I’m talking to you!
He molded her like clay, warming his creation so it could take the shape he intended.
Give me that remote! I’ll turn it off myself!
Her pulse upon his fingers was an electric charge, fresh and young, vibrating with passion.
Oh fuck off!
The silence of the night engulfed them in its steam as he took what he needed from her willing form.