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He yanks the duvet off me, exposing my naked body, and pulls both of my legs towards him making me yelp in a squeak matter.
"Tate, I, we, we made an oath. Remember?" I stuttered softly, but I couldn't help feeling myself wanting him. My body itself wanted him deep inside.
"Oath? What oath? Are you saying you don't want to have hot. . . . steamy. . . . sex, without any attachment, or regret? What better than to have someone you already know, fuck your brains out? Or. . . " He grabs the dildo by my pillow and smiles mischievously.
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