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When my boyfriend and I first started dating, I was so into him that his hand on the back of my neck made me shudder (pleasantly), I was so not used to it. I have had lots of boyfriends, and a fair bit of sex. Before we had even kissed, one night we spent a large amount of time (somewhere between twenty and fifty minutes, I feel, no joke) tracing each others' hands with our own. His warm, dry hand on my wrist made my insides twist and I reckon it might have one of the most sexually exciting experiences of my life. But actually reaching? Lucky bastards!
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