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9-CHRIS
"Hmm…" I felt her nails gently scratching my scalp as she continued making those soft sounds.
I kept my eyes closed and kept my face buried between her breasts for fear of what would happen when I moved.
Could I be more stupid and weak?
This shouldn’t have happened, at least not this way, so resigned, I turned away from her, lying on my back with one arm covering my face in shame.
I was really ashamed of myself at that poor performance and it's not like I could tell without further embarrassment that it had been about three years since I last had sex.
I felt her hand gently caressing my chest, but I couldn't turn to see her.
I knew what she would say to me; she would mock, or possibly ask me not to see her again while I was here.
If she'd put the poor bastard who worked with her aside, I guess it would make it easier with me.
"Chris..." her voice sounded languid and light "That was...”
"I know," I mumbled gettin
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