Day 304

Post-gig high sex.  ~1am
7/10

To be honest, I can’t really recall much.  I remember snuggling in bed after a long time, lights off, ready to go to sleep.  I reached over to touch his cock and he had warned me that if I carried on, I would regret it.  So I challenged him, and he rose to the occasion, pun intended.  It was a good, honest fuck.  You know, sometimes you just need a good fuck without all the other fancy embellishments!

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