It all happened. We were on your bed spooning and kissing and grinding. Under the covers, me under your smile. It was holding hands and gentle neck kisses. It was you finding a ticklish spot and saying "then I love that spot" and grabbing me there one more time and kissing my giggles away. It was you wearing me out and taking me over the edge of pleasure. And when we fell asleep on your bed and woke up again I started to get dressed. But when I sat down on the edge of the bed you grabbed me at the waist and pulled me into you, kissing my neck. I'm going over the edge now. I'll be falling over the edge down into oblivion and I'm not doing anything to stop it.
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