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Sam and I made sweet, tender love when we got back to my house. Our coupling was slow as we lovingly entwined our bodies and souls. We were both on our sides as we cherished each other with our fingers, lips, and tongues. I clung to him as I came, crying out his name, lost in ecstasy. He looked directly into my eyes as the o****m swept through his body, his hands on either side of my face as he kissed me, exhaling his sensual gasp into my mouth. His breath was hot and fragrant, and I savored the feeling of sharing his air.
We stayed n***d, wrapped around each other in my bed for a long while. Sam dropped soft kisses along my forehead, cheeks, nose, chin, and lips. I had never felt so adored. He treated me like a rare treasure, but I felt like I was the one who had found the pot of gol
