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HOT SEX AFTER BREAKUP

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HOT SEX AFTER BREAKUP

ROMINA GARY (FL) — 23 YRS

DAVE SINCLAIR (ML) — 31 YRS

ROMINA

I shouldn’t have been here. Not at this bar, not downing tequila shots like water, and definitely not looking for someone to take me home. But after catching James with another woman in our bed, what else was I supposed to do? Sit around and cry? No. I needed distraction. I needed someone who could erase every trace of him from my body.

James had never known how to please me anyway. He always finished before I ev
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