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she slept sandwiched, he and I on either side.
I caressed her shaved warm wetness while she slept and deftly slid inside. She moaned and rolled towards me, realizing it was the wrong guy.
It was fine with her, except for my Italy-bound girlfriend.
He slept on.
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