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ENDelt nearly covered her with his body, warming her in a manner she'd never before experienced. One of his hands cupped her breast and she could feel his warm moist breath against the sensitive skin of her neck. She shuddered with anticipation as she felt the male part of him, hard underneath his official Chiefs game pants, pressing firm against her thigh.
As he caressed her gently, softly, he whispered, "Can you go make me a peanut butter sandwich?"
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