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Then I was done with the preamble, and pushed her down onto her back again. She sent photos of her feeling herself up, imagining what I might do to her on Monday, culminating in a video of her in the shower rubbing her soapy tits and waving at the camera. I untied her legs, then her hands, and leaned down for a kiss. She was spread eagle, her body on full display for me. I was all too happy to oblige. The weekend was busy for both of us, and before we knew it, Monday night had arrived. That made me smile and wonder if that was my winning ticket, but either way I was flattered that I might be the masculine energy she was looking for.
