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"Yesterday I was on Facebook harassing all the ladies I've slept with because my spouse and I separate per month ago and I'm very excited to be back at the
market, liberated to fuck whoever I need without feeling guilty. Tinder's great, but sometimes I feel like something a bit more familiar. So I sent a note to a girl I hadn't seen dressed or naked in at the very least a decade, and she hit me back immediately. Turns out she separate with her husband a few months ago and also had a yearning for action.
That same afternoon, I went along to his house while his son was napping. She answered the entranceway with two shots of tequila in her hand so we will toast our meeting. Then she hugged me, pressing her breasts against my chest, and nodded to the sofa. Without losing the rhythm, I took her within my arms and started to nibble at her neck, remembering with every bite of her flesh how good she had been at talking dirty when she