I prepared crackers with Cheez Whiz for
Turpin on Saturday morning because she had vomitted. I also rocked her world, in the process, with the sheer romantic atmosphere of the act.
Everyone thinks that Turpin and I have slept together.
But I wouldn't call it sleeping, if you know what I mean.
I want to be inside you
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