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"Un hunh. Perfect."
Jake wasted his time in the military. He was a massage god. Ten minutes under his hands, and I was pretty sure sex was overrated. The real path to heaven was a full belly, just enough alcohol to let go of the guilt, and Jake’s magic hands.
Why was it again that I turned him down? Oh, yeah, magic hands or not, I didn’t feel that way about him.
He moved down my back and over my buttocks, which were so sore. Jake was right, as usual. I overdid ...
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