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His weight shifted until he was sitting on my thighs, my legs pinned together beneath him and his cock between us. One hand held both of my wrists now.
I was there for you, if only as a shoulder to lean on.
Then his tongue. My whole body trembled now, and I whimpered.
More that Chris didn't know about. My trip to the doctor three days ago had been two-fold: I'd wanted to check out the consistent rasp in my breathing; and I was scheduled to have my first ultrasound.
They didn't help this time.