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I raised up my hands in defense. "Enough. Therapy should stay in therapy.
I stepped up and hugged her. "Good bye, Debi. I'll see you again."
She stroked my cock as she kissed me. "Bet on it."
She opened the door, and their stood Sondra. She smiled as she took in the sight of me naked, Debi's clothes disheveled, toe prints the color of her lipstick across her face, stroking my hard cock with tear stains on her cheeks and dried cum on her tits. Sondra took a long breath in through her nose. "I hope I have half as much fun as it looks like you did, Debi."
She laughed her giant laugh as she sauntered in, hefting a six pack of beer. "Where's the fridge, stud?"
Debi shook her head and kissed my cheek, "Good luck," and she left.
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