142: Getting the bad news

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 *Bren*  "I should be hitting the gym.. this body is not looking like this from just doing bedroom gymnastics". I mumble against Dahlia's stomach, where my head is currently resting quite comfortably.  She combs her fingers through my hair, making me hum lightly. "Are you certain ? Because I am pretty sure we just burned around a million calories and worked out every muscle in the body".  "Well I am definitely sore in places I didn't even know existed". I chuckle. "But I still don't think it's gonna cut it".  "We could always do another round". She pulls at my hair, making me move up where she can kiss me hungrily.   I chuckle again when she ends the kiss. "Damn woman, do you ever get enough ?"  "Of you my love ? Oh never.. definitely never ever enough". Her hands are running over my

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