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But now that she's not here anymore, I can put it back in the living room. I don't ask you to understand, but I can think of it as a new start. Ann's gonna kill me, I know. She probably won't understand either. But that's OK. I'll figure out a way to explain to her.” We went downstairs to get that stupid wing chair. I mean... He was a man in his early fifties who had just lost his wife. Whatever he wanted to cheer up... So what the hell? The moment we intended to lift this rather bulky thing, I realized what I had agreed to. That thing had to weigh like a goddamn ton or so. That thing upstairs? You gotta be kidding me? The hell he was! It HAD to go upstairs. “Better be worth it,” I thought with every single damn one of these fourteen steps I counted on the way up that stair set. Once we had that thing in the living room, I let myself fall onto it. I was totally exhausted. Jim's state, however, really impressed me. Although he was just a little more than twice as old as I was, he. She hung her head down, gasping for breath through her battered throat and crying as Terri leaned against the dresser, breathing hard. Vickie wailed, "Terri, how could you do that to me?" as she continued to cry. Terri was filled with two conflicting emotions: regret that she had raped her friend, but also with a curious exhilaration at the power she had felt while she was doing it. She was opening her mouth to beg for Vickie's forgiveness when her eye spied the vaseline on the dresser. Without a conscious idea of what she was doing, she reached out and picked it up. She scooped out a big glob and swabbed it up and down the length of the dildo, shivering again at the sensations that welled up in her again. She set it back on the dresser, then reached down and grabbed Vickie by her shoulders. Before Vickie could react, she pulled her up, spun her around and pushed her down onto the bed. "Noooooo, what are you doing?" spilled from her mouth as Terri placed a hand.
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