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Road To Love

Chapter 4 New England IV

Word Count: 906    |    Released on: 28/02/2023

that reciprocating this way was fair play. We both stood there gazing at each other and taking in every nuance of our bodies. My penis rapidly inflated

asked, "Do you masturbat

most numb with w

sometimes – often." She took one of my hands. She brough

er nipple harden

stroke back and forth through the female wetness saturating her slit. She had more of an idea of what she was

e leaned across the short distance between us and planted a kiss on my lips that would boil the ocean. I briefly fe

my hand, even pushed it back to the side of my body. She stooped and picked up our two t

t what had just happened in those fleeting two minutes. I went to my room, closed the door, and

rying to tell me in t

ccasional day would come when I wouldn't get out of bed. I lay there in the cot at my Dillon home staring at the ceiling and thinking of Karen – trying to will her back to life, as though I could

dy after a shower. I desperately needed a haircut. My eyes and face were gaunt; I had circles under

he kind of jobs that make you flabby and soft. A week before Karen had died,

ough about software development and websites to be more than appreciative about what I was doing at work; she'd eve

rate. During the eight years in Army Special Forces, I'd had a hard and muscular body. I resolved to get back

unds seemed like a strain to lift three-times-fifteen. I willed myself to improve every day. By the end of the first month, I could run two miles without stopping, and by the end of the third month I could knock off seven or eight or more miles nonstop, and I'd started pressing a hundred-

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