Threatening? No, Promising.

Not minutes after 5:00 PM did they burst through the front door, tearing the clothes from each other’s bodies. Now, as the sun rises outside the location of their deck-top sexfight, we find them unconscious, laying in each other’s arms, clits even now only inches apart, threatening – no, promising to re-engage as soon as they wake.

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