Making Our Night Count-3

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  I can hear his gentle breathing behind me as he holds me to him like I am going to disappear. His possessiveness shows as he keeps me pulled to him, our bodies fitting perfectly together. I smiled as I allowed myself to drift off too. It has been a long night, and I am tired too. I wake up with the familiar feeling of being poked, but this time it is worse because usually there is clothing between us. This is just an insistent poking and then I can feel it getting even more aggressive as he laughs, and it pokes me harder.     “I know that you are awake now Angel, how about we start the day off right?” Justin asked me. I stretched and he caught a n****e in his mouth when I did. He goes right into it without the slightest hesitation. He reaches down to give me a rub, and I am already we

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