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… we didn’t fuck again. We talked, we cuddled, we ate pizz… we didn’t fuck again. We talked, we cuddled, we ate pizza, drank coffee… we just chilled together. He was good in bed because it was good to be in bed with him, whatever we were doing.”
Marsha Adams
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