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some days you’re just too turned on. You go online, you find more to turn you on, you simply drown in it. Then you relish the sweet release that comes.

I watch with perfect attention, because I want to know all the details to imagine later. Whether or not you have a drink with me, or choose to engage in conversation, or come back to my room and enjoy a single solitary night, I will think of and remember the way you move your hips.

I will imagine myself in you when I orgasm. This is the art of fantasy.

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