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“Don’t be a sore loser.” He teases. I treat us both to a pedicure and manicure, buy us both a large bottle of our favourite perfumes and book us in to have our hair done at a local stylists on Saturday. Right theeeeeeerrrrre!” I moan encouragingly, my body quivering as sparks of pleasure shoot through my body. Right theeeeeeerrrrre!” I moan encouragingly, my body quivering as sparks of pleasure shoot through my body. “when we came in, you started to say something. I slump against the wardrobe as I come down, my body shaking with aftershocks. “One for the ‘favourites’ album!” he remarks gleefully, turning it to study the image of my spunk drenched face and chest. That’s it!