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More than

It is about more than missing the sex. I can make myself cum. It’s about the afterglow. It’s about the cuddles and the laughing and the conversation.

Sometimes when you first see someone, you are rushing to touch. You are so filled with the need of them and that hunger, you do desperate things to get them inside you.

Once you finally get your fill of them (if you ever really do get your fill of them), you can relax and breathe for a second. It is in those moments that you truly connect.

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