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11:21 am



Not as good as yours
But the other night, I came home from work around three a.m. Undressed, crawled into bed, drifted off. About half an hour later, I awoke to the now familiar poking of Jose into my thigh. I turned over, looked in his eyes, and he said, "Mary (which IS my name), I love you. I want you." Then he rolled on his back. I decided I would oblige, so I climbed on and began to ride. Then, just when I was beginning to get somewhere with it, he began to snore...with his eyes still open. He was asleep the whole time.
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