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It was the same routine on Sunday.
I whimpered all the way only to gasp when his fingers turned outward and briefly brushed the insides of my breasts. Beneath my back, I fisted my hands, willing myself to hang on.
People actually got up at quarter-to-four on Black Friday. On purpose.
" He kissed me soundly then pulled back. His weight shifted until he was sitting on my thighs, my legs pinned together beneath him and his cock between us.
Then they moved up, enveloping my upper body in his wet crisscrossed hug while his fingers stroked my hair.
A deep moan echoed in my chest when he pulled out a rectangular, black box I kept in there amongst the variety of blankets. Though not as tall as a large shoebox, it was the same width and length.
"After I proposed, I suggested that maybe we should elope.
' I always thought it was because of how well he played football.
I was standing in an alternate reality.