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In 100, by Amy on November 17, 2018 at 9:44 pm

“I don’t love you” she reflected aloud as she settled down from their sweaty romp in the sack.

“What?” He gruffed, collapsing over.

“What I have for you is uncontrolled lust. Hungry lust”

“Oh. Is that ok?”

“Yea. What I want from you is exactly what you give me.”

She playfully nibbled his ear, messaged his doughy flesh in her fingers and licked the salt off his neck.

“I feel so used,” he mockingly scolded, “you only want me for this hot hot bod.”

“Uh-huh exactly what I just said.”

Lust. Care- without love. Excellent starter for brittle, nutty flings.

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